black pebbles and violet streams

Written by: Anthony Slausen

violet 
star stream
flowing 
across 
the 
soulessness
of
mundane dream...
whispering everythings allright
she's thriving like a spring fed rose
of saintly gardens
angels brightly glowing

...of this dream.
i staggered along
a ragged oragami path
through a battlefield of metal devils
called 
quartered living
faith folding and unfolding
garnished with ogres slinging
burning orbs of fire -haloes of insanity...
this is when 
violet star 
sashayed in
soothing me
shielding me
her singing rosary
telling me 
that she loved and missed my heart
re-fastened our very being with a satin dream kiss 
that had tattered in the talon of time...
lifted me across the bloody
broken battered fields 
 ...into the arms of forever
where the beat of pristinity only flies

so fly 
my love,
fly ever so softly into me
If dreams mean anything
I know it wont be long 
till we dance
the dance of butterflies
over green sprigs and lacy things
in a warm wind
yes 
in the heart pond of a gilded 
tomorrow we'll
gently drift 
make oragami sunflower love
high upon a gilded glade...

if dreams mean anything
death is just a splash 
of 
black pebbles
in a violet star stream....
if dreams mean anything