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I Dream, I sleep,
my psyche weaves
Stories in the night.
My Subconscious desires,
A beautiful Scene,
This vision of mine
A film-like Dream,
No reason, no Rhyme.
Warm sand on my toes,
Salt on the breeze
Tickles my noes,
Wish the moment would freeze.
I watch her approach,
Like a lady fair
A goddess of High
Her domain the air.
The sun setting, on ivory skin
Sets the lady aflame,
steals my heart again.
With a silent whisper,
I wonder her name.
"'Tis not important"
Is what she does say,
I want to press on,
with a hand, she says "nay"
Wrapped in silk,
Such a Gauzy film,
'Tis't a Wonder she controls the realm.
A starting noise,
my Eyes do flutter.
A grumble, a Groan.
Another morning alone.
Dreams seem to taunt me so.
- by EclipseMouse |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/06/2009 |
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- Title: Effusive
- Artist: EclipseMouse
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Description:
Based around a Muse that struck me in my dream...
Comments/Critiques are Desired! - Date: 07/06/2009
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- Mecca Against Reality - 08/07/2009
- n.n Love it! I wish what I wrote would be more reflective w/ a deeper meaning. D: Oh wells, 5/5. Faved.
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