''Breathe''
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When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old
and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold
you don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe
you just follow her, like a light weight tumbled weed.
Down the passages of dark, down the staircase of rune
every step a little deeper than the crevices of moon
you can almost taste the air, on your tonguing clepe
you can down the stars of heaven in one single leap.
Taking you by the waist it shall dance you through
the elixir of happiness when your feeling down n' blue
you just thank the Lord for the magic of this gift
all you need is skin n'eyes to cross her lowly rift.
When night claims you like wayward leaf of old
and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold
you don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe
you just follow her, like a light weight tumbled weed.
yes, breathe . . .
When your deep sorrow stabs your soul with a sharp sword
and you are seeking a fantasy world, dear Lord
you follow your soul and dream, saying can I breathe
but as this dream's winding path flows, you sigh, just breathe.
You drift down into your dream until you are free
and you are in a wondrous place with him, to see
sigh, thankful for this respite from reality
weightless and set free, floating in a fantasy.
He holds you captive as you dance and twirl
deep down in the corridors of your mind, you swirl
and sing happiness and gratitude for this gift
it is still and peaceful, and blissfully you drift.
When your deep sorrow stabs your soul with a sharp sword
and you are seeking a fantasy world, dear Lord
you follow your soul and dream, saying can I breathe
but as this dream's winding path flows, you sigh, just breathe
yes, breathe . . .
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January 6, 2016
Poetry/Quatrain/Collaboration/"Breathe"
Copyright Protected, ID 16-742-050-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym/Verse 2
Verse 1/Mystic Rose
Submitted to the contest,A Collaboration With Mystic Rose
sponsor, Mystic Rose
Third Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2016
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