Close your eyes,
What do you see?
The whispered lies
Of ghost stories
Passed through malicious lips?
The imprint of the sun
Left to linger
Just out of reach?
Do the backs of
Your eyelids act
As gilded frames
For the art of long ago
Or do films play
In your own private cinema?
Darling, do tell me,
What do you see?
Do you see the dreams
Half forgotten
By daylight?
Ideas just born,
Waiting to be
Breathed into life?
Do tell me, love,
What do you see?
Does the dark
Rush to greet you,
Shake you hand,
With a smile
That holds back nothing,
Because it holds nothing
When you close your eyes,
Do you see?
um im sorry i didn't post before, but I LOVE this piece.
ReplyDeleteWhoa. Did I just get a legitmate, undeniable compliment from you? I dont think thats happened before.
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I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT!
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