Of the Dreamer and the Dream
I breathe your breath
and close my eyes
and I am free falling
through a black
and
diamond sky
a stone with wings,
that your love flings
afar........
skipped across
an
ocean full of stars,
high above
the secret shores
of night,
a flight
of angels
on my left,
and they're bereft,
to see me shining
with the dust of your dreams,
I feel the silver seams
begin to fray,
letting in the day,
as you awaken
to remember
I'm not there.
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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