Romance is an unknown language
when it comes to darken dreams
down  in the dark, all you will hear is the screams
where all those angels had lost their wings.
I see the slave now craving
to change their ways
But it maybe just a little too late.
among those autumn leaves
are the bloodstains of me
the leaves of autumn are marked
where my body lays
with beautiful white wings
that had been stained
I opened my eyes and what did I see
an angel looking back at me...
His love held deep into his amazing eyes
they were so blue as the summer skies
Those angel eyes singing out to me
even in these painful darken dreams
he is painting something I had never seen,
deep within my soul
that was once shadowed me
with so much pain of long ago
far deeper down into my heart
this angel had left his mark...
In the shadows of my mind
that old familiar look had shaken my soul
my mine came back to the time
where my earliest memories of his words
came to me like thunder in an unquiet way,
That held a rhyme of true Love
that is when he folded his beautiful wings
over me to set my spirit free.


- Judy Emery © 2004
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery