Moonbeam angel wings ..


only have a moment

almost time for bed

sandman is a calling

do you feel each grain head

lids so heavy eyes so blurry

falling into that well

mind’s time to release

can’t say what is or is it

what can or what maybe

think of things tomorrow’s

that soon shall and will be

wonder which if had gone

this one or the that stone

guess not for us to define

already written test donj

losing to win, winning some

pickens bobbing apples

seen them lolling bulls

nothing much nothing more

take when wished hush much

not enough never enough

eyes falling night is calling must

sandman has sprinkled his dust

off i got into the wide universe

where who knows,  still i go

moonbeams angel wings sing


sweet dreams





Author: Leslie Stockton

I am a Poet it seems. But I am many things this is just a small part of who I am. I write *Love Ballads* and *Erotic* prose. This is my little world you see. My passions are *Art* *Music* *Poetry* *Health & Fitness* *Outdoor Activities* *Fashion* *Costuming* ..etc etc. I am a Leo except the part about being in the spotlight *whispers* my preference is home by a fire. I have many belief’s; like signs, patterns, numbers, colors, everything has an energy you see. All things!! To me anyway. That interaction we experience is a kind of sending and receiving of vibrations to me. The cliche’ ..DARK TO LIGHT applies. We are all connected and share *a something* which can not be defined nor understood in our current state of development. So within my limited brain capacity that is what i have chosen to believe in its barest form. But i follow my instincts and try to be a better human. If you ever met me, well I have been told I leave a lasting impression. May the Verse Be with You. ≧◠◡◠≦✌

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