her dreams were tangled in her hair
wisps of hope and desire
woven into every strand
they fluttered like whispers
caught between the threads of reality
and the infinite possibilities she carried within
each time she moved
they danced in the air
teasing the line between what was
and what could be
unseen yet always present
they were part of her
waiting for the moment
she would set them free
The Creative Chic
The Creative Chic 
Nicely written
Thank you so much
Most welcome
to those moments..
beautiful as always, Jennifer 🤍🙏
Thank you, Destiny 🤍
my pleasure..🤍
Bellissimon, My Dear, Bellissimo!! So love your the power of your words!!
😁😊✨💕🌹
This is divine, Jennifer! Your first and last lines are beautiful bookends for this dreamy poem. ✨
Thank you so very much, Michele!
Thank you for sharing! 🥰
and thank YOU for reading 🥰
Several times. 😊 Wonderful! Wishing you a beautiful week. 🦋
YOU are wonderful! Have a lovely week yourself🙂🌹
dreams rem deep
seep ooze
and creep
into real life
sometimes too
love that image of dreams tangled in hair!
Yes, me too! Thank you 🙂
such stunning writing.
Thank you, beautiful lady 😘
Beautiful!!!!!!
Thank you!!!
Nice imagery
Thank you, Noah! I hope you’re well.
I am, hope you are too
Besides being a bit sick at the moment, I am Noah. Thank you.
Oof. Get well soon.
Trying my best
Lol, I know the saying doesn’t make sense literally. It’s like saying, “Have a great flight.” But it’s the thought that counts, right?
It truly is the sweet thought that counts. I appreciate your kindness, Noah. Hope I didn’t come across the wrong way. “Have a great flight” always gets me, though, lol
Not at all! It’s just a funny thought that came mind. 😊