I'm dreaming of the spires of Desdemona                                  
Stirred by the the sands of Barcelona
A rooftop view
Through
The distance
Of the sun kissed mist
A Dawn like no other
Or no one
Time
Perpetual in light
Passing with night
A memory of the blues                                              
Held in the heart of a failed lover                          
Ecstasy to anxiety
Heart to sole
To walk away
Or stay
Blending with the warm dry dust