*bordering on*


Companies of Sleep


Lost
Companies of sleep cross bridges softly ebbing
Where
Secret heartbreaks weep on strands of silken webbing,
Wait
For the moment to speak love you and your soul
Dreams
The deepest truths are revealing as you know,
Time
Is but a myth life is stolen wrong cast in the way
Right
As it will for no one knows the time of day
Hold
You close as promises made forever keep
All
Within your eyes in the company of sleep. . .



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2013-01-01 at 15:11

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