A forest dream
under the full moon.
The wolves run wild,
an owl hoots,
the trees whisper words
you cannot understand.
A silvery moon
hides behind the clouds.
The shiver up your spine,
flesh touches flesh,
a warm breath of darkness
as you wake up.
Poetry | Stories | Photography
A forest dream
under the full moon.
The wolves run wild,
an owl hoots,
the trees whisper words
you cannot understand.
A silvery moon
hides behind the clouds.
The shiver up your spine,
flesh touches flesh,
a warm breath of darkness
as you wake up.
Cherry blossom dream
feeling the flakes of snow fall
back in the office
A cliff by the sea,
where we once used to be,
there I dream of you once more.
A cliff by the sea,
where we were never to be,
here I dream of you no more.
Walking without sight,
you stumble, falling so fast.
Whispers like music,
calling you to return home;
Waking in your lover’s arms.
sounds from far away,
yet nearer than first thought
come to you in shoal dreams.
swimming with sharks,
yet feeling no fear for they are not
interested in your ethereal shadows.
sirens singing from far away,
yet their befallen sorrow songs do
not sway your mind for you
are
light
and
shadow.