burning wings(rain)over the dreaming trees







last night I dreamt of rain
again seeing a face within
a sailing veil of crystalline blue
satin pale the droplets splashing
through my window rails
were opening
as I was sleeping
inside a world where all in madness flew
across deserts of weeds and thorns and worse
things were out there in the wallowing dark
with her I made as though with wings to fly
up over the silhouetting trees into the sky,
somewhere away from life's damning curse
where we always are and were if yet the pain
that claims us all to lies and shame such a chain
shall broken be
a token tree
is burning
freely
to expire
again
last night I dreamt of rain
seeing your face within
satin bliss touch your skin
a sailing veil of crystalline blue
with wings to fly, high I dreamt of you...




Poetry by fyodr
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Written on 2007-08-08 at 22:06

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