A dream of agony and sin,
A trespass, wickedness, a flow
The dream brought sorrow and within
A sense of misery and woe.
Two shadows in a spectral cave,
Two splendid candles in the night,
Two hearts infected by a rave
Of fooling pleasure and delight.
Two moving figures in my dream:
A girl with flowing hair and you
You touch her hand with skin like cream
Tears on my eyes like morning dew.
The dream I saw has made me weep
Good bye, my love, I did not sleep
(January 2oo4)
A dream? - 2oo4
© Copyright: Ульянка Омельченко, 2010
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