Fantasy and dreamer

by pinkalias   Dec 9, 2004


*FYI, this is not the most mesmerizing or incredible poem, just something i jotted down. however I'm currently writing something that means alot to me but it probably wont be finished for a while. Till then, heres this thing.*

A flower for you is all I could give,
though twas a gift unworthy for such a glorious wonder
You saw everything to which I was declined
You taught me to rise from ashes and cleanse in rain

A light too pure for faith, yet too dark for angel's comfort
Loving, gentle touch too frail for feathered clouds
Skin far too rich for caress and lips much too lush to kiss
Eyes far too deep not to drown in oceans of calming waves

You grasped my voice from the center of me and pulled tword the sun
raised it higher, past the scars and beyond heaven's borders
All the way, linked to my arm and joining in the symphony

Oh, my richest color, how is it you fill the empty space?
Words cannot describe the rush of fusing snow
Ecstasy is the feeling as your whispers caress my song
Adrenaline flowing far too fast, dangerous we risk the fate

You are my constellation in ocean blotched with silver thread
Taken the form of the loveliest diamonds too precious to be worn
And oh, how the stones did fall into place to build a picture of pure delight
Truly a heavenly beauty, worth the words of a thousand skies

Though, you are a trance, an image abandoned of reality
Nothing but a mist of non existing memories
Still, I cannot resist your ordered features brought to life by my purist thoughts

'Dreamer' is my name, I am your queen, you are my creation
So good morning my sweetest fantasy, and until I say goodnight,
You are my fairest dream

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  • 12 years ago

    by Unseen Exposure


    You taught me to rise from ashes and cleanse in rain
    ^ That was a beautiful line.

    You are my constellation in ocean blotched with silver thread
    Taken the form of the loveliest diamonds too precious to be worn
    And oh, how the stones did fall into place to build a picture of pure delight
    Truly a heavenly beauty, worth the words of a thousand skies
    ^That was a gorgeous stanza.

    I really admired this poem. Your word choice was perfect, and the poem flowed amazingly well. Not many people have this talent. Great job...

  • 13 years ago

    by FTS Miles

    Unfinished or not, it's a beautiful, romantic piece.

  • 13 years ago

    by Elizabeth Ann

    Enchanting, seemingly faithful to the holiday of christmas...and I'm not sure why. And even so I doubt it was your intention (could it be the X-mas music in the backgrond)?
    Regardless, your words seem somehow immortal to a common's tongue.
    Again, excellent.