I travel off into another world. let the dreams rejoice a rythm to this there must be like the ocean tides.
Tell them I am coming.
a spindrift thought carried on the backs of gulls and cavernous as a conch tell them I am coming
fevered imaginings I still see stars an ocean of effervescence twinkles above as my mind drifts
Tell them I am coming.
hark the calling of the winds feel the changing of the tides I watch the calling of the moon and let the waters come aside
take these whispers from the clouds and tell them I am coming
Prince Alexis of Xerra · Thu Apr 10, 2008 @ 05:59am · 1 Comments |