| The Power of Dreams Soul Windows Close The seat of my thought takes flight Walking Green blades protrude reaching to the sky Air thick with water, cold and pure a bend in the pathe Anticipation trembling digits, damp skin silver travels the core nerves settles in the pit morphs into small insects desperate to get out Calm ancient near fallen black from rot of rain contrasts of splendor and disrepair the house of our love inner beauty runs deep there brilliant folds of pure white light black voids, unfathomable depth step out onto the the balcony weep with joy Transcendance Emerald ancients whisper in the wind Violent grays sweep down from the heavens sounds of such perfection He comes then delivered on the wings of a raven we've found each other here something so powerful wells up an emotion so strong beyond love, beyond completion, beyond joy fills the pit, travels the core of nerves, and settles in the center of my being a dream so strong reality dims he exists in the world of the spirit we've found each other SOULMATE that is the power of my dreams Soul windows open carrying this sweet burden the sunrise of life |
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