murmur whisper in my dreams enraptured floating high into the saffron horizons caressing raspberry clouds wrapped within velveteen shrouds sipping intoxicating nectar from famished lips while the battles rage and liquidred drips leeching life from inured consciences neatly prettily handsomely wrapped in cellophane lies promising fleeting highs teasing each sinew deep in the marrow down to the bone rolling and rambling the vagabond seeking release liberation from earthly confines to soar unfettered melting fused melded hewn engraved into scarlet skies
Archive for September 25, 2015
do you dream of me
as i do of you
on sunkissed sands
under skies of free blue
where pain is forever banished
lost inside a seashell
and tomorrow no longer
threatens the fires of hell
do you dream of me
as i do of you
where this daily charade
means something
less showy
and
more true
The Immigrants Void – Sculpture by Bruno Catalano
http://brunocatalano.com/sculpture-bronze2/sculpture-en-bronze-bruno-catalano.php?galerie=1
tempus fugit …
walk with me
along free boulevards of spring flowers
walk with me
through green fields sketched ablaze with summer showers
walk with me
through alleyways strewn with thorns that sting
walk with me
upon the oceans of tears that tomorrow may bring
walk with me
and
i will walk with you
among petals dripping with dawn dew
we may not have much
but what we have is true
walk with me
before this night falls
walk with me
leaving behind sterile plastic caged walls
walk with me
away from the shrieks and howls of fate
walk with me
before its far far too late
walk with me
under our shared blanket of vagabond skies
walk with me
before oblivious time flies …
Scribbled Verse 