"In Heaven's Dream"
Colors I can hear.
Only through my deaf ear.
I can't see what I don't fear.
The color red is in my head.
Sometimes I don't remember living in this dream.
Am I really dead after spoken words are said?
Wake up after a nightmare and get out of bed.
Then you wrap your legs around me in a spread.
You always keep me well enough fed.
Purple clouds seal my fate.
And I really feel no hate.
Not ready to cry.
It would be a lie if I didn't say I can't fly.
In a white, puffy cloud, grey sky.
Am I under the influence of a high?
Always wear the different color's spattered, polkadotted tie.
By Jonathan Billet-
05.01.2015
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