Perhaps the Doors To Our Dreams

Perhaps the doors to our dreams space time rambling mind hang on cosmic hinges restless hinges aching hinges in need of hemp opium or fine wine Unmoved by being in my dream she walked barefoot over my breath speaking languages from a trillion universes unknown to me I heard her I called to her I listened and her voice spoke to me one word slowly one word at a time Her face near my memory her kisses her body our whisperings I held my hands out they disappeared a lonely finger remained pointing Perhaps the portals to our dreams are hungry mouths stuck open endlessly whimpering to be nurtured I watched her laughing and crying at the threshold of my tenderness crying slippery tears severe tears unreal tears tears like smoke rings tears like crystals tears like rain the roses love Gently she lifted a red rose to my mouth it lived in ecstasy on my tongue O Love love love daylight is near and dreams will fade like one moist blossom after another ———————————————————————— from my third book: 'If You Have One Moment' Stillpoint Books, 2015 Search Amazon: "If You Have One Moment/dah"