There is a beautiful dream I have, dearest, of us in the valley of darkness.
A lovely valley, of my creation, I tread where without fear, of losing you.
A fragrant valley, where I can be my own self, without losing you.
A valley of dreams, where I do not have to repress, my desire, divine desire.
A valley where I am never lost, for it is in me, my labyrinth of lust.
I shall not fear here, the codes of life, in the war to survive.
Where love shall not bind us, neither shall a mirror of conscience.
Where I will be the bird, free to leave its cage, and return.
I have made my valley of dreams and habit keeps bringing me back here.
You can't keep me from it, dearest, it runs in my veins, the taint.
I shall despair in darkness, in my valley of darkness, without losing you.
My dream, dearest, doesn't let me be.
1 comment:
NICE!!!... had to read twice though to really get the feel...
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