in a dream  

rm_spydremanz 47M
1 posts
10/2/2005 6:54 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

in a dream


moon rising high, sunset dwindles...
I wake to find youth swiftly gone
amber, indigo, colors mingle
in soft silver light, I'm alone

now is the last chance for freedom
now is the last chance to try
so now i laugh, now i cry
and rise up on wing like a mad butterfly

Souls burn so bright in the distance
a vision of grace far away
untouchable, tearing my resistance
reassurance fading with the day

now is the last chance for dreaming
if its not too late to try
I touch them with wings wrought of starlight
at last to dare at last to try
and glide up on wing like a mad butterfly

foolish or brave in the moonlight
grey colors hide all i'd show
I fly toward the warmth seeking their light
foolish, strange notions of hope

Here is to all you believe in
here is to a chance to get it right
now is the season for singing
a song of dark a tune of light
winging rings round the moon is your mad butterfly

good night my love
goodnight my light
just a silly strange moth,
who thinks he's a butterfly

ls0722 47F
1 post
11/13/2008 8:00 am

Your poem presents a great visual while creating a lonely, reminiscent feeling. I love it. Very sensual.


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