in a waking dream
a silken sea of seams
where have we been?
we've been traveling
from there to here
someplace far, to somewhere near
in time to leave both you and me
flailing and so eternally
wanting more
at these tantalising doors
between sleep and silver skies
beyond forever longing eyes
forsake the bitter cold
for things that we may hold
somehow forever dear
where morphic fields are clear
and open to the heart
coalesced from distant parts
hewn by endless stars and sun
you never were the only one
for whom this love was real
forever bleeding what we feel
from grace come of the hollow
spirit that we so wayward follow
from spleen unto rare ideal
where dreams are rendered real
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