the words on this page I lie here alone On a bed of soft green, The words on this page Seep into my dream, The loneliness I feel Is but a delight, As all things Come into my sight. Photo: Antonio Words: Mira Sophia Share this post:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...