Thursday, May 19, 2011

i dream

















i dream of running wild and cackling at the moon
no barbed wire, only solid ground

i dream of lying in a bed of dandelions,
my hair twirling around

i dream of a witches brew,
to bring me from lost to found

i dream of bells ringing,
and all our voices sound

i dream of a sharp knife,
to free me from being bound

i dream of lush whispers
to keep me around

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