Senseless

I can smell you in my dreams
You walk in the moonlight wreathed in smoke
When the wind shifts, I can almost taste you
Your footsteps echo on the lonely road
If only I could walk that road with you...
Our steps matching rhythms making harmony
As I enfold myself in your scent
Sampling the salty sweetness of your kisses
While the fog envelops us both

Lay Down Your Head(Rondine)

Close your eyes, lay down your head
Still your soul and slow the heart beating, throbbing inside your chest Lounging across my inviting bed
I give you leave to completely spread
Your essence, body, burden, and godhead,
Here, now, when will you be able to rest?
What dreams will come?

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Lay down your weary head,
The future shows what's coming is best
Will I be made to follow like the rest?
But if you place your arms in mine, we'll place our heads together,
For in such sleep, what dreams do come
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Haunted Dreams

My cheek with hand you pressed
As rain poured slowly down
Others saftey you did stress
I quieted you with a sound

You realized what came next
My cheek still in your hand
I told you truthfully yes
No, I could not stand

Together we cried in stress
And kissed one final time
My cheek with hand you pressed
As if a fatal sign

Then while I breathed in pain
The last sign of distress
You held me to the last
While my cheek with hand you pressed

Messages

They're coming again
These dreams in the night
I don't understand them
Are they wrong or they right?
Your face appears
The heart of my fears
The symbol of love
Hung over my heart
(Together forever
We never will part )
Violence is no answer
Don't fight over me
Love is the answer
Oh, can't you see
(I need you love
Stay in my arms )
You have all the grace
And heavenly charms
Of the Angel
I once knew as my own
And unlike him
You never will roam

Hidden Key

Hidden Key

While we see The floating gossamer dreams elude and move away

They keep at bay From fairy dreams and flying free they change the mood

I must conclude That night will stop the endless day and sand will stop the sea

I now can see By waking dreams we all are wooed then time will pass away

If we stay Our passion’s freedom is the key to life pursued

And being shrewd It lights the path to show the way and shows to us the key

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A Midnight Wish

A Midnight Wish

Beautiful dreams that elude and evade

Haunted eyes that burn so bright

Pray that good times never fade

I feel I am measured and weighed

Should my soul be heavy or light?

Beautiful dreams that elude and evade

The sun is so bright there is no sign of shade

No color at all, only white

Pray that good times never fade

A seeming then, A home that’s made

A happy family, feeling so right

Beautiful dreams that elude and fade

When the time comes to end the charade

Will it be easy to give up the fight?

Pray that good times never fade

So I’ll not be moved or swayed

To my true feelings I’ll hold tight

Beautiful dreams that elude and fade

Pray that good times never fade

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Broken

Caught out again like a bug on a web

You reel me in to your trap

Not even noticing what you have done

Breaking my heart with a sudden snap

Dangling there on a string

Waiting for the axe to fall

The world suddenly seems so small

It only exists for you and me

But you are made of clouds and dreams

If I touch you, you would cease to be

Giving way to my plans and schemes

So look I can but never touch

A delicate balance is struck

Until another comes into your life

Even in dreams I have no luck

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Occupying Space

What would we do

If we obtained our hearts desire?

Would we stop striving

Live in complacency?

For without our dreams

We are simply carbon atoms

Occupying space

Till we return to sand

Perhaps the worst thing

Is to obtain perfection

For in gaining what we seek

We destroy all that we are

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Patterns

Such patterns as one would see

On a butterfly’s wings

On seashells

In the intricacies of a snowflake

Can be found

Everywhere

All around us

If we are but observant

What do you see?

This line of poetry

Does not rhyme today

But there is a time

For every purpose

Some time we reap

When the information

Is sewn, secured, stitched, spun

It forms a spiral social web

Everything touches

As long as one remembers

How the puzzle pieces fit

You will do fine

Unlock the door

To your secret archive

The Library which catalogues

Your innermost dreams and desires

Everything you ever learned

All your memories

Are Precious

Dreams

Every waking hour...
Life is around you
Bustling, hustling and
Moving all about you
The times in between...
Are they our true life?
Or are they just a puppeteers
Words reaching through our
Suitcases where we sleep?
And is our life we life
A play for someone's amusement?
Maybe we are destined
To live until we become
The perfection we for long for.
What happens when we die?
Do we cease to be?
Or do we go to another place
Where we are embraced by light?
All these questions and
No answers are coming;
I guess we will never know
The answers to Our Dreams.

N.B.  This was dated 1995 so that makes me about a VERY mature 14!  I believe it was a creative writing assignment about dreams.  I think I reused it a dozen times because although it didn't answer any questions it is a universal quandary.