Claudia Warzecha

How do I get from here to there?
Where the sun shakes hands with the moon
and the stars smile upon the elusive lagoon.
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Molasses

Some days are like Molasses
Dark, golden brown colored,
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Dreams of my solitary nights within,
the rendering of illusions brought to light,

vividly within the imagination of my mind,
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Raindrops falling from the sky into
soothing loving arms, reuniting and
drowning, returning home.
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My mind’s eye can see no evil,

but within her shadows does he linger
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When I close my eyes
I can see.

When I shut my ears
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Do they exist?
Or are they visionary dreams,
Which bend and twist in the direction of the wind.
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Dust descending upon emptiness
dancing, embracing the void,
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Love please call upon me, invite me in to stay,
so that I may be drawn to drown within your tender
passionate, soothing arms.
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I shed my robes again,
to reach within your heart.

My colors lenient and vivid,
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There is a place, far beyond these clouds
I visit in my dreams.

Just being there I want to stay
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When a days work is contained in a moment
Time stands still
Seconds, Minutes and Hours
Loose their meaning
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