Metea

In dreams of never linger stars
     with the pull of invisible eyes.
  There are mermaids in the sky
                with forever on their lips;
         their whispered words call soft and sweet to me.

In waking dawn I whisper why
      to the ears of impenitent I.
   There are dragons in the sea
                    with remembrance in their eyes;
their silent song draws stillness within me.

              In sunlight bold sings a faerie child
and asks whether dreams can lie.
                    There are angels in the earth
    with forgiveness on their wings;
their sacred breath brings wonder to me.

In evening's shadows whispers night
             and begs me to waken wild.
      There are devils in the clouds
                         with vengeance in their swords;
 their murmurs rise up murder within me.

In midnight's hour I linger long
     and watch with invisible eyes.
          There is a maiden in the night
with oblivion in her kiss
       her whispered words of love ensorcel me.
01-Nov-2002