The God of rest
I curled up small my head on his chest
I caught his Dreams there and built a nest
And we dreamed the Good things
Of Wings..
So I don't care now
Too much for your Nightmares there,
Darling ...
These days I have a taste for something New
Morning dew and the Rainbow glow
Vishnu only Knows
What Monsters of the deep
Lie within your Dark and Lurking sleep..
Has wings of the Dove
and these days The Lark too
Hark, She carries an Arc
Sits on the Moon
The room where Cupids arrow Flies
I shot you Down
It sounded like Silence and felt like a Feather
or a little fairy Flitting by..Fine by me
Soar back to the Angel's Nest
on your Night Wings
Dream there,
Darling ...
That's where I rest
in Wait for you
in Wait for you
Come Over and See me Sometime
I'll Lie to you the way you Love
Bind and wrap you, Little dove
and Pull you back Into my Peace.
~*~







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