Temple of dreams

 

I sit in this temple of dreams,

serpents crawling from the seams,

apple orchard scent

mixed with incense, and a lingering

sweet hint of perfume.

I witness the first kiss of humanity.

I become a voyeur of my own history.

Watching memories come alive

before my eyes, as the rains flow skywards,

and candyfloss clouds coat the ground.

 

In this drowsy 

sanctuary of rest,

midnight light

pours over bare chest,

like hot candle wax,

I let the sting take me back

and I'm floating,

into the arms of the night.

Across the sheets 

of satin escape

where she lays draped.

 

In this church of the night,

in the forest

of the eternally awake,

beside the crystal-clear lake

of so many yesterday stars.

I lay, watching pearl planets

and diamond moonlight

flow over the gemstone seas

of the midnight sky.

 

I lay on this altar

in the abbey

of abstract alchemy.

As visions of tomorrow

sweep me away,

and words sway like trees

against the stain glass

window glaze.

I feel the echoing choral song

hum through my tired bones,

refreshing them

and recharging my energy 

with every spectral tone.

 

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