To which I run to;
The upper partials to inner life
Welcome the dreams I live in;
Like, the dark side of the moon
I revert into myself;
Gaily dancing below consciousness
To the warmth of my images,
Where order agrees with disorder;
Like a palate of multi-coloured moonbeams
Which form stages at times relate;
What a shame to have to wake
At Day-Break.
Beautiful imagery Violet Flame - you paint vivid pictures with your words.
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Hi jupiterchildren, glad you like it! thanks for your comment!
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