Red Ribbon Princess

Sleeping at the feet of the most delicate princess
Heaven breathes and relieves the soul of the believer.
Red ribbons set the eternity of her eyes against her skin,
Here within myself, beyond the shelf of indifference
I experience the love of Loves lust of trust,
Here I am, beyond the spring, one with falling leaves of amber,
Beyond the greens of summer, awaiting desert frost.

I believe in love, I believe in hate
I believe we have the will to delay fate at our doorstep,
Though through the gates of dream realm wandering
We are those feathered creatures of the night that may
Dance wild to the beat of entrancing drums,
Chanting, dancing, chancing, changing, re-arranging
The composition of the world at our whim
For we are angels of mortal kin.

poem by David Lacey
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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