So, after a few weeks without a good internet connection I'm back with another poem for you guys.

Finite Fantasy
To free flowing field's
I would freely float.
Fleeting falling fantasy
Like flies in forests far reaching;
Forever following flowing forms.

I wrote it after a few day poppy tea binge.
I ran out of poppies, the fun ran out, and the pen came to life.
scream Reviewed by scream on . I'm Back So, after a few weeks without a good internet connection I'm back with another poem for you guys. Finite Fantasy To free flowing field's I would freely float. Fleeting falling fantasy Like flies in forests far reaching; Forever following flowing forms. I wrote it after a few day poppy tea binge. Rating: 5