11. Tribute To Freud Poem by human woman

11. Tribute To Freud



Dreaming of LOVE \ DEATH Romantic,
Making it close, virtual.
Making it real, authentic.
Making it come, perpetual.
Easing ambitions, purposes,
Setting aside goals,
Stripping it of courtesies,
Facing it as a whole.

Only it's friendly hand to guide you
In the maze of stupid tears,
When it's time for abiding,
When it's time to come near
You,
My Dear.

Wednesday, April 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and dreams
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