Thursday, December 13, 2012


Whisper to me angel
Place red lips beside my ear
Tell me tales of elegance and night
Your beauty breaks upon me like
Summer's first warm wave
Weave me a dream before
You merge into the light

I rise upon the hope of
A golden new born day
I drink from a heart shaped cup
Of mist and wine
My mind stained with experience
My blood stained black with ink
My soul tattooed with
Mandalas of time

Sing honestly sweet angel
Part the veil and draw me in
Your song echoes in the chambers
Of the night
Chant a new and haunting mantra
Engrave it on my heart
Weave of me a dream before I
Merge into the light.

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