Dreamy
in the cemetery
one of love
dying many times
etched deep
circle of life
each time
shines golden
silent voices
without words
as the plot thickens
whispering inside
treasured feelings
emotions rise
sparkling lights
in a distance
close your eyes
i am dreaming
is any of it real
do dreams ever
come true
the door creeks
chambers begin opening
slowly handing
the keys over
awakening
to you
a dream
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Copyright © Liam Mcdaid | Year Posted 2013
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