Sleepy thought dance across the sky
Rays from the stars rest on my palm
Sanguine flow along with a voiceless cry
and shivering flames that inspires calm
Lost in a silent flamenco, carried by feather,
Lonesome as a cloud in an eerie desert,
Empty seats, thoughts echo in the theater,
I sit, slit my eyes and await your concert.
And my fingers flip through pages in a leather bound book,
Filled with signs that flash in both daydreams and nightmares,
For hopes and fears, through the crystal orb we look.
The pleaedis and orion, from a moonless sky stares.
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i loved the thoughts which erupted when you were in the kingdom of your dreams... An amazingly written and well composed write...have an awesome Christmas and a brand new year ahead...