Surreal Poem

Last night I dreamed your eyes were lit in a world of fire your kisses struck like heat lightning many moons rose and fell tides pulled the shoreline closer you transparent as a ghost and in the heat of this frozen night we were still there... You the porcelain doll eyes that open and shut words yet to crack mute rain between us eyelashes black and shiny sitting on the edge of the mountain with just a shallow stare... My body gliding to you I try and break through waves that have become mountains that cover the pale skyline... ~ ~