In somnambulism or drunk on dreams I walked towards the moon, away from you To gather the glowing moon in my hands To pluck it from the expansive blue Lost in the murkiness of my beautiful dreams I still long for you
Having heard the yearning spell I slid inside these eyes to enter a pristine dream bury me there and hold me tight, inside this dark hollow warp of amorous destiny where longings of seperation seize to exist....
wow good to see you back..xcellent posts last three..
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Having heard the yearning spell
I slid inside these eyes
to enter a pristine dream
bury me there and hold me tight, inside this dark hollow warp
of amorous destiny where
longings of seperation
seize to exist....
wow good to see you back..xcellent posts last three..
~Au revoir
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