Dream's Draught And What Is Taught

"Light Drinks Deep The Power Of Dark

Flash From Flame / Flame From Spark"

She Burned In The Tween Of Mist , Kissed

By Those Who Leaned Into The Changing Winds ,

Bliss Twixt Her Lips Of Passion Read In A Face

Erased Of The Pain Long Past , Not To Last

In This Ever Eternity Of Reality And Absurdity ;

She Struck A Pose With A Pause For Balance ;

Every Moment Of Madness , A Second Chance ,

Into This Universe She Cursed The Blessing

Of The Never Lessening Nestling Of Life's Knife

Parting The Heart As The Art Of Sweet And Tart

Tainted With Memory...