Thin dream

Love of a lovers enbrace

Thin dream

Burning shadows of a midnights ablaze

Rendering figures of my visions darkening images

Rebirthing sunken angels from there shallowly graves

Where the crimson soldiers of deepening dreams emerge me into rampage echoes

sickening remedies of my hearts ripping grasps

Of that which shuns you from my hopeful soul

Ripping the tangle of warmth rapping around your body;

Give me a peace of this fiery passion of this sauntering story

Whispering this could be a bitter dream;

To my wetting lips that await this whispering love of your screaming heart

Swollen body of my dear nights ravishing

Shaking and thundering that which awakened the slumbering saint;

Dear wingless bride of my new raving life,

Welcome to this passionate dream of a drenched sea,

Shouting the love you feel of this body on yours

Shattering the earth as though nothing else could

So this passion I give you may rain through the sleeping highlands

And echo the night was long and tiring;

There where the shadows may lay in gasping wonder

Of our welcoming love bracing my lips that lay on your body

A slow burning longing to make you mine;

Sunlit paths peek through are dimly lit haven

Where you lay angelic for all time,

Resting lightly in this castle free of sorrow

Strong ramparts of my body on yours

Sliding my hand slowly over that which may drive my heart insane

A beautiful body of my hearts contempt;

A bride of gods tears lost in my dreamy eyes;

Burning body’s of a midnights rumble,

I touch your soft lips slowly with my shaking finger

A sensation enough to send a shiver down my soul;

My lips say to you what my body has already said

A thundering shatter shaking the earths foundation;

My immortal love is burned into your heart

So it may entwine with our body’s as though a statue,

A saintly figure of passion breaking time.

“Love of the body and heart can bind you.”

-Justin Fleischhacker- “A Thin Dream”