Wednesday, 25 September 2013

Dreamwalkers

Love comes in perfect measures to me
A bag full of memories each day
A vessel of dreams each night

I collect dreams
And fill the cracks in reality

In a dream
I open a window
I see you walking down the shore
I trace the cups of your footprints
On the sand
And drink hope from each of them

Waves rise high
I cover your face from the stars
While I kiss you
You catch the moon in your palm

I mark your body
For all the treasure it hides
You imprison me
Sentence me for life in your eyes

I hold your hand
And walk towards darkness
Together
Without any doubt or fear

Dream melts
Window shuts

I find marbles on my pillow

One marble for each dream

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