Saturday, November 19, 2011

She is sleeping

Do not push words
for she is sleeping
the night is still dark
in her eyes
just sit near her
and watch those eyes
move around to her hands
as they wander around the
What is she dreaming of?
will she remember after
the sun peeps through
and dragon flies
wander around lilies
she once told me
dreams have no memory
don't touch them
they are sublime
let them rest like
small puddles of rain
on weathered roads


  1. Very impressive images...

    dreams have no memory
    don't touch them...

    love reading this :)

  2. would make a nice song!

  3. oh.. loved it.. wish to hear it with music.. in the place where it originates.