Monday, November 01, 2004

I
To dream in depths
Of sky blue
And feelings
Lost and found.

Hush and quietly
Let me take
Your cheek
To a breast warm.

And breathing
Deep in serenities
Sleep with eyes
Closed and know
To call me home, I
Am sanctuary
Sweet.

I am soil rich
And moist, the
Decay that feeds
Life deep.

II
She has been
Slain, conquered
In fey rays of gentle days.
She is scared and wide-eyed willing
To break, to break sweet, to exist in mist
Rising, fog on the streets, blinding.