The heart in dreaming

In their dreams they'd walk together

The Moon spilling black shadows like feathers

That would line the path for the Sun

And ease her feet that softly run their sweet light

Across the path

Greeting flowers cherishing the dark

From one road

The other could be seen

And each being would of the other dream

Hand in hand they'd walk the hills

Soul to soul if they had their will

And yet only in dreams do the paths converge

As they walk only between trees do emerge

Glimpses of their lonely faces stepping through

The beautiful places built carefully by their falling feet

The beguiling night

Built high with towers

And rising steeples

And perfumed hours

Or the bright day, leaves glowing in light

And flower maidens

Dancing at the sight

Their sweet sorrow smells heavy like flowers in the rain

Or borrowed time from separate paths

Their hearts entwine

From one road

The other could be seen

And of each other they would dream

And of each other

They would dream

 

Kisnou -Pale Moon & Blazing Sun

 

Done