Sleeping WhimsyA Poem by mattaphixsleeping WhimsyI fight and scream to seem serene Tight-rope dreams alight Silver dancers lead me there Flames transfix shadow with light
I long to remember to find you there to be graced with sights delight to slip beneath the maze and frolic there all night but where there is fire must be smoke as it fills my sterile cubical mind I lose might and drift with silent meaning Into the concious realm I whisper you goodnight © 2010 mattaphix |
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2 Reviews Added on July 16, 2010 Last Updated on July 17, 2010 Authormattaphixdurban, kwazulu Natal, South AfricaAboutCreation is or souls exploration, enriching each moment with the understanding that lifes gift is in our hands!!! Or some s**t like that!! more..Writing
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