Dream #11

Posted by Prester John Wednesday, May 6, 2009 at 7:10 PM

She's a singer
I'm a poet
The stars are begging
For us to collide

She's a vision
A dream awakened
My heart is yearning
For her gentle touch

The repose of history
Studious, simple,
Salvation without percussion
Notes that linger,
Linger,
Linger