Dreams To Delirium
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compelled to dream
through twilight mist
lids brushed with lips
eyes closing - kissed
sleep’s garland hung
midst brow and brow
deep slumber’s seed
shan’t break a bough
now come, ma belle
your bedtime wings
shall spread to rouse
such wondrous things
‘neath percale depths
flesh flames, unbound
our hearts thus stirred
and sweetly drowned.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2022
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