Feb 18, 2009 23:04
Darkest of dreams
Some day the fatigue comes to me.
I know its coming.
The paleness and dark circles.
Even she can see those.
First symptoms of darkest of dreams.
But one thing I promise.
My falling won’t be raffish.
I will fall elegantly like an orchid.
Dark dreams are coming.
I don’t need a vulgar figth.
I am a maiden and maidens are doomed to
sleep silently in the stream of life.
I welcome darkest of dreams.
Mimi Elizabetha
poetry