When empty dreams take me under
When all the skies are laced in thunder
When sleep fails
and time prevails
Whispered nothings try my ears
And takes me from the death of fear
I float in mysteries omnipotent sail
On the verge of oceans tail
Fantasies swirl within, throughout
Unknown 'tis mysteries mount
When I wake
I try to make...
And fail!
As little sense that
Doth prevail...
© cat
2/22/15
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