Dreams Of Starsets

painted stars on a fallen sky
the back of my hand brushes the dusk away
and livens the dawn of each day
a steady breath moves the sun across its scape
five fingers dance as fireflies around this feild of sight

a smooth blend of violet gray clouds dissapear with the illusion of the setting sun
and the cool french grey blue of the gathering night pull the realm of stary vision
into the tail of the black dragon

falling bursts of burning embers fire the sky
and fade as I brush them aside your beautiful face
with works of golden blood red metallic willow tree veins
running through a forest of blonde hair
spinning each other in a blur of excitement
blind to the forthcoming haunting existance

the sun rises black around the horizon of the valley ridge
holding each other in a deathly sleep we decompose into the mountain peek
with my skeletal arm pulling you close to me
this is a dream