Monday, May 11, 2015

When Tomorrow

When tomorrow
wakes up and
knocks on the door
with the dreams of ghosts
and wild children
past curfew
take me into my dreams
when I'm wide awake
and cross the line
from bliss into this

When tonight
falls asleep
it will take my dreams
to a special place
of hibernation
and hold it
for when the sun sets
I cross the line
to a place where
anything can come true

When I get off work
It's my and a keyboard
and a little voice
alive with fire
soft skin
terrified eyes
and a need to take
one more step forward
to my love


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