Dreams Behind The Blinds…

Tucked warm inside,
In the cold layers of the night,
I can see the moon…
Hiding behind the horizon,
Lazy and with droopy eyes,
Keeps staring at me,
Without blinking its eyes…
The night so softly
Rolled silver stars around.
My dreams with silver wings,
Are still behind the blinds…

 

© 2012 Pimmi Nag