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Dreams
Sleep, please come to me
And take me away
To a place of altered reality
Where I am happy and I can rest
Let me forget my life tonight
Let me dream of what never was
And what will never be
Let me escape these chains of life
Let me succumb to Nature’s way
How nice it is to drift away
What awaits me in this great unknown:
What will take me through the night
Riders of the night are fast approaching
Soon they will be here
And I will be riding with them
Living dreams of the impossible
Sunrise
Morning’s promise
Winter’s night
You’ve called me quietly
Before the night
I hold your hands
And you cry in pain
I see your eyes
And know your pain
The day progresses
Winter regresses
The sun is hot
And the shadows are gone
As the sun falls
I hold you in my arms
I feel your warmth
And see your charms
You are here
Where you’ve always been
I’ve been blind
Why haven’t I seen?
Your Eyes
Your eyes remind me of an ocean
Of liquid sapphires
Crashing into the rocky cliff
Sparkling under the starlight
You are near
But out of reach
I look at you, for you
From the castle window
High above the cliff
I am trapped
Here: in this room
By a lock of my own design
I smile
This is the way it is
This is the way it has always been
I cry, then laugh
I watch the waves of uncertainty
Crash into the bluff
Not long ago I enjoyed them
But not anymore
It is quiet in my room
No, not quiet: subdued
The sound of the surf still reaches me
As if from another world
Now I hope to hear another noise:
A knocking at the door
If so I would ignore it
I would not unlock the door
And once again I am alone
Shadows dance about the room
From the candle on the table
Keeping midnight away
I smile again
And leave the window
To look at the candle’s flame
I laugh, then cry again and turn away
Drawn once again to the candle flame
I hold my hands closer to the light
Trying to keep the chill away
Now, I get burned
At least the cold does not burn
So I think, “Why not blow it out?”
But then I hear the waves crash outside
And I wonder… I wonder
Maybe it is not too late
I go to the door and hold the handle
I listen for someone beyond
There is, of course, no one
So I make sure the door is locked
And go back to bed
I lie down
And pull the covers up
I reach over to the candle
To extinguish it
And I smile
I must be careful not to get burned again
Then I hear the waves
And then I listen to the waves
And then I think of your eyes
And I smile
Then I laugh to myself
And rise from the bed
I carry the candle to the windowsill
And leave it there to burn all night
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The winds blow swift and sure
As I steer my little sailboat
Towards the island shore
And solid ground once more