Poetry

In Fata Morgana Of Dreams

Where we exist…

Image by Iva Hotko

Lines that cut
luscious and hard,
softly curved
to match the world.

In Fata Morgana of dreams
where everything begins.
the cup that is never full
meaning that eludes the world.

The twilight will whisper
incantation of life,
sweet, and loving
verses of light.

Darkness will come
with a lullaby of dreams,
enchanting and promising
make-believe.

Tangled
between the two,
we exist
in the dawn of our truths.

~ Iva