Monday, March 26, 2007

Restless Nights, Building Dreams in the Dark

I watch her work the stairway
That naked feature shining down on her...
It feels she's so far away
Watching me just as I watch her...

Restless nights, building dreams in the dark.

Blood stained fingers tend to create
Trusted hopes that linger without fear...

I could speak my mind to steal her glance
Or invoke a lion of dreamlike thought,
Just to look deep within her eye once
And show the prey that had been caught.

Restless nights, build me dreams in the dark.

1 comment:

  1. A wanderer bathes the dark sea below his dreams.

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