Sir Auric
02-28-2006, 05:27 PM
Seven Dreams, Each Unwinding
Seven times, I've dreamt of you.
Seven stories I will tell.
The first was dark and trying...
You were walking into a shadow,
Calling into blackness...
The second was a bit less blackened...
You were sitting, hands in lap,
Wondering who I am.
The third shed light on things to come...
You were thinking, smiling brightly,
Laughing to yourself.
In the fourth, something happened.
I was running into that shadow,
Searching for your face.
The fifth approached as we first met...
The shadows fell and I embraced you;
The passion soon erupted.
In this sixth dream, we were lovers...
We were quiet and thrust through love.
Nothing could be better.
In the last, the dream did shatter...
Shadows came againi, but we stood together.
They sheltered us from all.
Seven times, I've dreamt of you.
Seven stories I will tell.
The first was dark and trying...
You were walking into a shadow,
Calling into blackness...
The second was a bit less blackened...
You were sitting, hands in lap,
Wondering who I am.
The third shed light on things to come...
You were thinking, smiling brightly,
Laughing to yourself.
In the fourth, something happened.
I was running into that shadow,
Searching for your face.
The fifth approached as we first met...
The shadows fell and I embraced you;
The passion soon erupted.
In this sixth dream, we were lovers...
We were quiet and thrust through love.
Nothing could be better.
In the last, the dream did shatter...
Shadows came againi, but we stood together.
They sheltered us from all.