Monday, November 7, 2011

Upon a Dream

We stood in the night
Ink staining our fingers
First he tossed in a coin
I watched the silk ripple
before tossing mine
We walked with fingers linked
passing dreamers, their hearts alive
and past those whose hearts were quiet
The whole world slept, save us
We danced across thin ice,
knowing if we fell,
we would fall together
from our dreams into the world
of waking

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