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In the hazes of a distant dream land, I see you. Shrouded in the hearts of dreary dawns. Smiling.
And pulling me aside, you would smell and caress me all over a gentle wink and the lightest kisses; and the night would break the spell.
On the borders of the smelting fire, A pyre awaits for the burning star. Skits on the shadows of the darker waves. Grim and tied in the locks of the hair.
In the wearied low-lands of the outer earth, I see you. Spinning in the many colours of our lives. Beckoning.
Child's play at the sound of the horn, Cacophonies and running home, Splintering at the daze of the day, And grinding in silhouettes.
In the wake of the latest day, I see you. Eating tomorrows in the cream of love. Smiling.
VIVID DREAMS - HELIOS RIETBERG
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