In two voices

A serenade with Poppy Silver

Fell from the silence that is heard

Drop me into the dream below

We live as we breathe when we sleep

 

Skin is not bulletproof as a soul leaves quick

Burns it shape in the rising sun

And the hearts that we touch and share

 

Seeking shelter on the wrong side

Living on the tracks in the cover of a breeze

Giving up something you don't know

 

A simple pleasure

Written in smoke

A pen cast from stone

Ink blessed with rivers

And a change

Carried on the thoughts

Of a myriad of silken cries

Growing restless

In the crowd 

Lost 

A soul searching for questions

Setting free

Making the world better

 

A sombre dance

Holding hands

Away from warm sands

 

Sunsets shall never fade

Placed inside the transcending 

Deserts are quenched through love that remains

 

Only words can heal the heart in times of constant rain

And there will be days to gather

In the time of a worn lost smile

 

Away from sin

A chance to live

Through flame new life begins 

 

In the blue it begins

 

A crooked path becomes a straight avenue

When innocence is reborn

If I had a hope

I shield my eyes as the muse watches on

I stare into the sun

Wondering if theres one thing I will miss

Settle on a meaning less than pure

In good time silence will soothe this tragic heart

 

From these bloodied hands

I clutch these knives tinged in vermillion

Torn from the promises left to blame

Shadowed in a tormented and sacred confession 

 

Letting go of all these fears

Resonant the cascading of steel upon the hearthstone

Dreams that live in silence distort the reality

Left alone to stare into the sun again

 

Sing to me of the five songs of the minstrel

Chorused of hallelujah in the plain skin

A left hand open pointed to the earthen fall 

Rivers of blood soak into the thirsty soil

 

From beneath and above

A farthing rests upon its edge

Tipping neither this or that 

Resting on the sunlight coloured in grey

Lived in dreams

If I open my eyes will I see you muse for who you really are

Silver dust covered in a blade of darkness

Soothed in the back of a covered hand

A turn of lips kiss the colours of the coming dawn

Flash an imaginary sunset of souls on the cusp of a breeze of angels

 

Ill dream you in the fragrance of the frangipani

If you dream me awake from these shadows

Touching my cheek with your bosom blushed in peach

I shiver and open my eyes to the end of the coming of worlds

 

Confusion gifted in a blanket of leaves tinted in the seasons 

Startle my confession falling from the mouths of my innocence

On your crimson breath will you will carry all my tears

Stain your heart the colour of mine tainted in the ages

 

Merely a memory gazed in the cloud of your eyes

Drift away on the sentimentalities carried with me

Ashen need be the flames that flicker in the last light

And so beats the last gift of my life 

 

To you

In a dream

In a different light

All remains forgiven

Blessed eternal

A dim desire

A voice so softly

Whispered 

So bitter sweet

Into the ears of the dead

Lived in pantomime

Spun on a carousel

Turn and walk away

Dont you worry

Tomorrow will be the same