and there are dreamsand there are dreamsand there are dreams by volantis
The scent of rain in fading twilight
yellow moon in purple cloud
remind me of
secret, precious, unspoken thoughts
And pale-veined leaves edged with dew
new-made in the white-hued dawn
tell me that
last night\'s pain
is unassuaged; and
the morning sky is still tear-stained.
Can you prove to me
that love exists?
that \'forever\' and \'only\' will be truth for me?
and write those words
on white rose-petals
show me that white means not death , but purity.
Say to me
that romance does live
lovers walk beneath silver moon
Weave soft word-patterns, threads of whimsy
then crystallize them all for me.
You should know that I am
and for me ideals and fantasy
can be reality
brighter than the harsh light of day.
in some starlit evening
I will find my elusive aerial castles
and my dreams will walk there with me.
And if you tell me I will never have substance
give me space,