Tuesday, February 05, 2013


I sleep between the gates of time
although my world
has turn to ashes,
I'm still its guardian.

You have dreamt me sometime
I was your friend
the one without a doubt
everytime you called me out.
I am the dream within the dream
and you are
the one seeking for redeem.
I am the last of my line
mortal and divine
I caress you with my kisses
and disappear in the haze
when you open your eyes
diving the frozen scenes
although confined.

© Diana Mistera 5.2.2013

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