the fire we share
the fullness of life
often comes in the most unexpected moments
ignited by the fire of dreaming together—
purpose illuminated by the sparks of passion
shared over vintage wine & late nights
sweet dreams are made of these
moments when you find you do not walk alone,
but rather, we journey together.
I think I would take out the (we)in the last line. I do think the borrowed line (sweet dreams are make of these) works well.
I agree! This was a poem written under pressure— trying to meet the 12am deadline! Thanks for the feedback!
Glad to be on this part of the journey with you! Thank you for the poem!
🙂 I’m so thankful to have an excuse to try to be creative & write.
I just stumbled upon your poem Andrea Lawler. My last name is Lawler as well and I write poetry as well
I just stumbled upon your poem Andrea Lawler. My last name is Lawler as well and I write poetry as well. I love the ones you wrote Andrea Lawler as I read some.
Hey Maura, Thank you~! I’m sorry it too me so long to respond!