Visions Between the Dreaming and Waking Life

[kellyflogue]

Dear _____,

These words will not the feelings I have change;
Make better or worse mistakes that I've made.
My subtlety smooth, unnoticed it goes,
Floats o'er the ceiling on two angel toes.

Couldn't there be on horizons so clear
Crews and their Captain with willful ears?
Painting the sky such a radiant red;
The readers' of letters composed in the sand.

Not long ago in a story I heard,
An ending so happy; saving the words.
Lately though, I haven't yet recited
The verse to cool my burning head.

These words will not the feelings I have change;
Make better or worse mistakes that I've made.
Calming and cautious the hands of a saint,
The beauty and grace as she takes me away.

Please leave me lying, silent and lucid.
The Heavens do cover the domes of my eyelids.

Love,
Kelly f. Logue