Dreaming In Color: Aveline's Poetry

Everchanging Dreams

Gone the whisper of those cherry red lips 

To be reduced to nothing more than soot 

Gone the kiss of winter's frost and it's bliss 

To be consumed by summer's burning foot

It disappears in the blink of an eye 

Doomed to be forgotten and never missed 

It allows the blind to see the sky 

Doomed to be lost by morning in bleak mist

We'd fall in reverse and turn back the clock 

If we could see what miracles it brews 

We'd change ourselves and give fate's door a knock 

If its' code we could decipher with muse

But replace 'it' with 'dream' and what you'll see 

Is that our dreams are just pure mystery

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So this is the first sonnet I've ever written. .-. Excuse it's awfulness. This is actually an assignment for English that's due tonight so I decided I might as well post it up on here for you guys ;P