Saturday, August 07, 2010

This Time With Less Trepidation

I dreamt that you gave yourself to me



walked into my bed without your mask
that you abandoned the nights of old
And I gave up the disgraces of my past

That Sheets no longer smelt of that blue deluge
I watched you dream of me watching you.
ghosts threw pebbles at our window
and I dreamt that you gave yourself to me.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hi, very interesting post, greetings from Greece!