Tuesday, January 10, 2006
a dream described
you describe a dream to someone, they interpret and describe back to you...only they're talented and can write:
dream of the girl in green
nightly visiting the precipice, salted ocean c
linging to the dream: her face,
the way her hands recede beneath a sweater: green
her hair in dervish whip of coils,
pays frenzied homage to the winds
and her eyes cup saccharine secrets
that belie the depth she’s learned to hide...
what have you gone to find below the ledge?
what do you bring to her upon the sand?
what treasure there against rock reason,
makes you know you’ve found THE thing?
the answer slips in between the dreaming
and when you brush her lips: awakening.
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