Midnight Web

  I. The Butterfly

Through a fantasy I had hatched

Unto the moon I had watched

Watched the falling honey and dews

Turned to dainty threads of silk

Silk that I shall weave gracefully

To fascinate my eyes totally

To a beautiful carpet of drowsiness

Where I sleep until the tenth midnight.



II. Avatar of Life

A trigger novel

stirring my slumber,

like a foetus searching light,

an urge to spread my wings

vanquishes me,

as I break the silken curtains,

blinking in the light.

Varied hues beckon me,

I suck on heavenly nectar

fluttering my shades

till they become transparent,

my reason for being.


III.

I yearn,  long to be dressed in language,

white - like a slash of moon, like a wind

too naked to be furnished in tincture -

from the empty of a vase, of a night,

from a meditation to the open sky -

I drop naked on a nocturne that sings on and on

of stars and slackened dreams - of the colours on my wing,

vintage wine, spring and rouge

IV. (for Virgoan)

V. (for approvement anaisnais)

VI. (for approvement Nicolette)

VII. (for Ruthy Fruity)

Lights, sparkling through my eyes,

Images of tales from dream fields, I conceive

Lights, from the shadow of my tears

Oh my sorrow, shed with joyous melody.


Life is something fate decognize

Where dreams are said to hide you from discomformity

Here, listen to unchained melody,

With dreams of being of love and mistery.


What lies ahead beneath thy self?

Beyond the things I could not coprehend.

With wings and world of fantasies

It make all things clear, I fascinated.


Dreams I know It can't compare.

Bring




VIII. (for approvement Laura Lamarca)

IX. (for approvement Swan Song)