the1inthecorner

I dream elaborate dreams visions of         elaborate wings I above you &    you under me sleeping sleeping your sweet smell is a gift a gift like a thousand whispers but this white picture is pounding     and   this black vision crushing      you lie still beneath me but I cry above you scream at you my tongue's cries are gone   you rob me of my symphony       I see I recall        recall white and black times in sun shining light and under falling rain        we have no power but love we who will soar the stormy mist together I see your bare legs   feet and   arms run frantic aching fingers