Bem-Vindo

quarta-feira, 7 de julho de 2010


Dull black sky
"an hour left to dreaming
of moments lost in time
and seconds of lucidity
i thought would not abandon me" White Willow- Paper moon

Cloudless skies float above me
Stars that gleam like silver dust
[The deep blue veil fondles me]
They call the slumbering dusk

Trapped in a whirl of memories
The yearning for long-lost love
The sweet whiff of those lilies
Given away in that spring night
In a diary locked forever: withering time.

Coiling pangs soar upon me
Emptiness howls inside me
[once again] No deep blue eyes
[once again] Just dull black skies

Feelings that haunt me...
[Wont they ever go away?]
Like whispers lost in the wind
And fog comes numbing me

And I dream...

Green fields of a meadow
Crystal dew gently drops
Liquid love, so lethal
Makes me wish time stopped

Black ivy creeply climbs
Ruins of a once grand castle
Reduced to ivory dust
In an ancient time of lust
For power and fights

A flower gingerly blooms
In petals of joy love looms
Sleeping in your warm skin
I feel my soul get complete

But all dreams fade away
And lucidity silently lumbers
As the moon begins to dwindle
Vanishing hope that slumbers

And I wake up...

Rain weeps outside the windows
The pain of my concious trickles
The candle's flame still flickers
[once again] No deep blue eyes
[once again] Just dull black skies

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