Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Azure Imagery

Gold paper stars stuck to the ceiling
He takes her in his arms beneath the lamplight
It is getting late. A distant bell tolls the hour
Sleep separates them and they are washed up
On a beach of dreams, of visions, motionless
Broken, before a sea of glittering imagery
Emerald waters against a backdrop of grey
The sky descends and the tide surges in
Colours are diluted in this world within

And menaced by malevolence, azure images
Unravel under the shadow of nightmare


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