The Scent Of Dreams....

My life is mostly of light,filling it, doors open SLAM!
The ringing in my ears, as i hang my head off my bed WHISPERS!
Going through my dreams, stares creek VOICES!

How i desire your dreams dark with lollipops of poison gumdrops.
Paintings of dark clouds, black rainbows and red raindrops of sacrifice.
Like a calm feline, with a body of love and queens eyes of protection in my black heart.
Yes ruthless and witty, sounds of hissing and clawing its way free of my bloody fantasy's,
Waiting for my dreams to end.........

The lightness of my world but the darkness of my dreams
With the songs of my shadows clinging free.
I am sleeping here now....
Things i am but not of wishes.
We act as homo sapiens do trying to walk up right.
Praying that we will sprout white wings instead of black bricks.

But at the end of our desperate - C.
We break of bat wings and color them white.
With the blood of our enemies,
And fly up to the path where the King shall crown us "SAINT"

NOW...

Wake Up!

See the world you call home
And begin to weep.........