Dream Talker, wordless in sunlight;
timeless truths in unconscious hours:
Where are you?
Where is your heart?
Are your mumblings of affection benign?
Or is your soul fighting-
fighting to be released from your mind.
You are the flame ignited by the sun,
before Dawns' scent merges with the horizon.
You are the darkness which numbs,
and the silence that deafens.
As you slumber beside me,
you stir a well of words through your breath:
A speech for no one but for Love.
May 16, 2012
May 16, 2012 at 1:45 AM UTC
Dream Talker, wordless in sunlight;
timeless truths in unconscious hours:
Where are you?
Where is your heart?
Are your mumblings of affection benign?
Or is your soul fighting-
fighting to be released from your mind.
You are the flame ignited by the sun,
before Dawns' scent merges with the horizon.
You are the darkness which numbs,
and the silence that deafens.
As you slumber beside me,
you stir a well of words through your breath:
A speech for no one but for Love.
(c) Mel 2012
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