I cried out in my dreams and lost all sadness. Boldly I dreamt my heart's own living pain...
The ubiquitous universe stood aside, charmed to stillness, in amusement. Like a door to reality that I could open later.
First I needed to see, into another wormhole leading to another abandoned sunken portal...I needed to glimpse a patch of light beyond the cavernous keyhole.
Meanwhile your infectious smile budded as words, wept into my being and caressed me. Like the feelings erupting from an unconsciousness they blossomed into blissful coherence in my awareness.
I awoke the morning light streaming into my black mane lighting reds and browns into my monochrome.
I awoke like an angel avenging the forced incarceration of my emotions.
I awoke to resurrection of my denounced hopes.
Not as they were long ago, to house the dream and give it substance, sustenance and life.
Not as once before to invoke life into the sleeping dream and wake my god!
Your words trsnspose to my dreams, cake my eyelashes like bright diamond dust ..
In the eye crinkling blatant sunlight of certainty they melt and disappear...
I rediscover them in my falling tears flanking adamant cheeks.
No. I no longer want to live my dreams.
My love is a lovely dream that shall not and must never be insulted by reality. And it's soulless mean venomous checks.
My love is freedom to enjoy discreetly. To savor in silence.
And whensoever I want I shall float it, my dream boat and set sail accross lilac clouds on angel wings.
My course uncharted and my port unknown.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014
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