Give me the wings of fantasy, To ride the glistening clouds of crystals, Amidst its music carrying the silt Of riverine past to present. Take me away into those drifting clouds To let me chase the scissor perfect wings of music laden birds Flitting the vast ocean blues of heavens. What if the dreams I perceive Lie behind those veils of butterfly wings. I let the passion vines die yet another time, In the golden sun set for a terrible night of darkness Wishing if the stars would exhaust in my horizons And lie ashes to ashes in a reckoning pain of remembrance Smeared with a hope of meeting flower petals Full with veins intertwined.
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