Refractory dreams coalesce into the tide pool of memory,
a whisper in a dream, Orpheus is the only guide
a land of desire, blanketed in the dreamy hazes of lovers embrace
this is where dreams meet, and lips touch under the eternal sunshine of a flawless melody
A quickened pulse and indrawn breath, innocence meets innocence,
august winds long gone, October’s clinging to hope reveal forgiveness of heart
As Janus approaches, the rain patters against a windowsill
a hand against the glass reaches beyond, into another
The moment quickens, and flows, it is only here,
already now, and it joins the tiess like New York shoelaces in Harlem,
a mirror catches hope and turns the blue girl round again
and in that sacred moment,
we are everywhere,
we are everything
…here…
…now.
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