Free Cee Eyes Cried Awake

EYES CRIED AWAKE I had a dream that I met a lady who I once upon a night had dreamed of Back when I still dreamed of landing in love In the dream I was me and she was the she who knew I was wantonly in love with she And likewise she with me At dream’s begin ‘twas magic meant With sundry and sultry signals sent Voluptuous vitality vexed me well And oh my heart so beat to swell In the dream there were gifts she gave with grace and glee aglow And all the secrets sensed by she I no longer had need to stow Months and years passed by so fast And yet her beauty still left I so quite aghast But sometimes the sweetest wine, by time, is aged too long and sour turns the grape While time by torment is meant to do more than rape And fades the fascination When darkens the delight of sensual satisfaction And dead is all the wonder delight once came to deem And I, in an encapsulating bed, voice to thank an angel that it was but a dream © 2009…..free cee!