lunedì 22 febbraio 2016

Dreamlust


I live in a dream.
where everything is apparent blue.
And the calm smiles
in the confusion of a no certainty.
Reality is not in my way
my path and out of the street.
A light intermittently
It makes me see the world
blank, flash, and then in black, dark.
There are dreams
that crashing
and I hold the puzzles, alone and in me.
It's fine.
Traveling in the night sky between the lights.
The sea with foam on the rocks covering me.
The words that glide with ease
sting like thorns
they bleed.
Blood lust.
Dream lust.
I run in a corridor in the clouds.

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