Sunday 1 April 2012

The Dreams Which Haunt Us

Painful dreams of dread
Raise us from the bed
Like the Godless dead,
Sweet dreams of delight
Pass away the night,
And add further bright
Illumination to daylight,
But dreams of passions past,
Of joys which could not last,
Half forgotten lips and eyes,
Half remembered hands and thighs,
Words spoken and unspoken,
Promises kept and broken...
Those are the dreams which haunt us.

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