Lucid Dreams
Wheels of golden time
Winding round the screen
A mind beaming radiant design,
splashing color with the eyes
Turning and pivoting on
memories of golden moons.
White folds of skin
filling seams, begins again.
braided hair, satin strands
twisted melody, musing hands.
New curls loosened, left untied
dangle the chords around the head.
A crest, a halo,
curve to cover living shadows.
Hushed Immortal, sleeping star
yields and melds the night
Arms like strings entwined
second skin seeps lemon light.
Honey drips from fingertips and noses
Toes vanish in breathing sand
Step into a cloud bank from a crag
Rocking in tangy dreams
Clumsy tumbling world, a paperweight.
Spin a spool, a reeling note
Spending crowns
golden shards, feathered bed
plummeting
drawing in crayon
Light a suspended thread
Transparent heart,
liquid spills,
reflecting love draw near.
Drinking up golden,
pure pools disappear.
--Emily Robyn Clark
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