Submissions by DreamSeed

When the moon shines bright,
The mood is right,
The world: magic,
The story: tragic,
As the dawn drives away,
With the coming of the day,
The possibility of dreams
That dissolve at the seems....

Trapped in the cage
My time swiftly ticks away
   I absently shrug

Oh memory,
don't deny me...

Let me once more behold
tiny wrinkles
outside
of sapphire eyes,
formed by
the glorious arrival
of a drug-induced smile...

Oh memory,
don't evade me...

In the moonlit world
of fog and mist,
I pound my fist
for one last
toke...
through her mouth,
and tongue,
and lips,
that fire which
has turned to smoke...

Oh memory,
don't haunt me...

Must I chronically endure
shimmering reflections
on midnight waves
of pure
bliss,
that crashes...