Dreams do discover

Dreams
Do discover
The white queen
The lover
Sleeping
In the honeycomb
Of your mind

That stand
On your tongue
And echo
In your lung
And revel
In a mind
Without time

Dreams do discover
Secrets
As secret
As secret can be
Hiding in storms
And bright sunny morns
They wait
In chains
To be free

Into your half-lit world
That stamps on them
As soon as
They emerge

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

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