Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

[dahlia_moon]

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

---W.B. Yeats

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And I made a new community: fanatic_poetry . It's a fandom-based poetry community. 0_0 So, join if you write poetry and can write about poetry in a particular fandom. ^__~