Monday, March 24, 2008

Give a little time to wake up

Cold stone clinging to my skin
water dripping from the cracks within

A ray or two of light falls
illuminating these black walls

I fly freely over the treasure chest
lying on a grass dune, at rest

The shining gold, the sparkling sun
my eyes flicker, seeing none

I fall deep down the circular bricked wall
felt like I tripped, felt I was really tall

Realizing the cushion under my head
I lay at rest, I lay over my bed

-kd