Come Into My Dreams

Come into my dreams like beauty flash stirred by passion
The arms might break me before the dawn
But it won't hurt
Just never hide there with midnight flowers raising black buds and thorns
To bruise the skin against the outbreak
Do come into my dreams even with words too late to dream
Or to early to rise
Be the fountain and the foam of seed
Whose whiteness I can drink in darkness
Be drunk like the drunk wave rolling against the rocks
Be drunk like a drunk cloud surfing the sky
Be drunk like joy that swallows the night
To forget everything
I can give flowers I can give water
Just never come into my dreams
Without a smile of life quivering in your eyes
And if in pain a death toll will ring tiny bells of my love

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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