Between the Oleander and the Mad Seas
--In a dream I did see
lovely outstretched hands
pierced with lily white light
between the Oleander and the mad seas.
That by starlight--- chained
for more than twenty thousand years
captive in the vast realms of Heaven,
shot forth suddenly!
--Beneath a shivering willow
I received a flurry of quickened kisses.
The flowers that she picked
entwined their thin arms
in each soft corner
of the violet forest to the
cool raging streams that effervesced
into the warm azure pools--
embroidered with lime green moss that hangs
from each branch
of the willow into the eye
of the poet.
He said it had a voice, firm, yet--
endless...
as I floated back down--
distance knew not time.
I looked deep into the apple green eyes
of the leaping panther
as I fell back
into an ocean of pearls.
I swam back to sleep.
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