November 19, 2009
By poesia BRONZE, Northfield, Minnesota
poesia BRONZE, Northfield, Minnesota
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the hush of lavender’s twilight
whispers dreams into your ears
the dreamer weaves their magic spell,
entering your sheltered fears

his golden eyes a hazel field
paling in the moonlight
singing to the symphony
echoing into the night

his words weaving enraptured tales
where the mind’s orchid blooms
the scarlet blush of your desires
beneath the silver crescent moon

the lavish luxury of normality
weaving the western winds
enhanced with extravagant nothingness
beneath the breath of blazing bends

secrets of his masterful threads
unraveled for your prize
lost among your silken thoughts
but if you blink your misted eyes -

intertwined amongst the serpent’s tongue
is the falsehood of your trust
concealed beneath his clouded illusion
your faith is burned to dust

and as he walks away from you
mere footprints in the sand
the essence of your naivete
marked by the dreamer’s brand.

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