golden curtains and hard wood floor
longing and lightning
I dream a dozen roses.
I want to hear your voice
I need to feel you
sitting next to me, sister
i dream a dozen roses, beloved
and golden curtains touching the hard wood floor
I dream a dozen roses. little bird
your heart smiles,
angels and wings waiting
one spirit
I dream a dozen roses
white in color,
heart shaped
filled with hope
I dream a dozen roses,
are you still here
dear sister, Lisa?
surely
gentle spirit,
dear sister, Lisa
darling of light
I dream a dozen roses