A sleep so sound
As to only wake
The dreams of others
Where armstice
Is given to thought
That wanders beyond
The jeweled dawn
In a defection of insensitivity
A quality of oppression
To look on beauty
And wear its lightness
In generosity, a generosity
Of mutual attraction
That bargains not for purse
But wealth much more sought
To sleep a million dreams
To bask in a different version
Of that which is the same
To have that embrace
Or metaphor entwined within
Yes and awaken with a smile
A smile, a smile, just a smile
Aug 30, 2012
Aug 30, 2012 at 6:44 PM UTC
A sleep so sound
As to only wake
The dreams of others
Where armstice
Is given to thought
That wanders beyond
The jeweled dawn
In a defection of insensitivity
A quality of oppression
To look on beauty
And wear its lightness
In generosity, a generosity
Of mutual attraction
That bargains not for purse
But wealth much more sought
To sleep a million dreams
To bask in a different version
Of that which is the same
To have that embrace
Or metaphor entwined within
Yes and awaken with a smile
A smile, a smile, just a smile
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