Friday, November 26, 2010
Lifeline
Shooting stars embroider dreams
Cloud collage not what it seems
Ocean waves wash printed sand
Lifeline breaks on wrinkled hand
Snake river carves diverging path
Staid rocks transform in windy wrath
Fallen leaves feed promised Spring
Fresh bouquet a new love brings
Nestled warmth 'neath sunset's nod
Forging steps where none have trod
Eyes transformed in mirrored light
Open wide, force-feed the night
Buds on thorns, all caution shed
Storms of visions cast in red
Future bursts with brilliant hues
Wealth of treasure then ensues
Oasis beckons parchment tongue
Awakened senses drowning young
Fortress built to time withstand
Lifeline breaks on wrinkled hand
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