Procrastination brings death
To ideas thought
Not so long ago
Age brings death
To bodies black and white
Where once
Life hid beneath the skin
Love brings death
To idle loneliness
Where the mirror
Was the one companion
My eyes are feeling weary
Heavy lids close
The soul front windows
Then it flicks
To another channel
Another time
Another place
Another mind
Takeover
Vivid imaginations
Upon the dark screen
It all seems so real
Lived at once
My other life takes over
Mimicking
The daylight dreams
desires
Fragile mind dancing across a fractured landscape
Tiptoeing through the desert
Like an escaped psychotic
Prancing to tunes penned by dead men
Agile enough to avoid
The stings of hidden scorpions
Searching for new barbaric ways to live
Listening to the song floating on a hot dusty breeze
Ignoring the message delivered by the apocalypse
Avoiding contact with anyone but
The reaper, the keeper and the soul survivor
Searching for new barbaric ways to love
My eyes are feeling weary
Heavy lids close
The soulfront windows
Then it flicks
To another channel
Another time
Another place
Another mind
Takeover
Vivid imaginations
Upon the dark screen
It all seems so real
Lived at once
My other life takes over
Mimicking
The daylight dreams
Desires
Paint my body with mud
Turn me back into a caveman
Animal rituals
Practised by you and I
Walk through the forest
In a light misty rain
Feeling rainbows
Touch my hair
Throw the fairies
Into the air
Watch them float gently
On the wing
To land back in my eyes
A smile comes to my face
I touched the sky
White coats hanging on doors
Papers laying waiting to be read
Soundless headphones on the floor
Lots of words that don’t mean much
Plants growing up going green
I laugh when we touch
Boots standing there by themselves
Fires burning without being lit
Books left to gather dust on shelves
What does it all mean?
So soft so gentle
Our love wasn’t incremental
It was one
It was whole
It was one hundred
It was my soul
Mystery eyes
Sensuality explodes
From your lips
Your touch
Your sweet sultry whispers
Cool calm controlled
Passion and desire
Erupting within
Overflowing into your
Caught glimpses
Your warm breath
Your loving heart
You are a woman
You have captured
My interest
Set my heart pounding
Many beats faster
Time has come to explore further
What we can achieve together
It is time to sleep
Time to pull the lids
Over the blue visionaries
That hide inside my head
The ones that create things
When I look aren't there
The ones that add colour
And throw my imagination
Into the air
These are the ones that also
Hide secrets from me
Sometimes I look but don't see
So it is time to keep
The coloured life forms imagination
In my head for a few hours
So pull down the lids
And go to sleep
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