I sleep late sometimes
just to be next to you…
How sweet and savage
my glittering dreams…
The blue glow of hope
settling upon my wistful spirit…
I cage this seasons mist
early light I crave you…
To touch my pale skin
before the sun encapsulates me…
Dressing me in his kiss at dusk
shimmering as a golden statue…
Inside a sprinkled twilight
bidding you make way…
Thru a garden of destiny
may you step toward an intimate voice…
Imploring you to hear my song
behind these inviting images…
The flowers are opening wide
as if they sing your name…
Let us waltz beneath a winking star
wrapped inside velvet vastness…
Touching the climax of nirvana
swirling inside cosmic dust…
Are these visions for not
this rise and fall of our being…
Distant whispers of pining
shall we suffer for want…
So many layers to know
I feel your pulse within me…