Unlit Dreamscape
Her eyes look like diamonds
against black holes in the sky--
I am recounting
my random decisions,
and... resting my mind.
I've reached the secret
in this
warm,
unlit
dreamscape.
Martyrs shine bright
in the milky moonlight...
as laughter's echo
rides off
on a
faraway breeze.
Copyright © Red Barchettadrive | Year Posted 2015
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