She came to me
Slowly walking with a certain swagger in the confines of my deepest of sleep
A dark queen called Misha
Dressed from head to toe in blue and ivy within darkened pines
Surrounded and followed by hollowed out old men who she left
Constantly seeking her divine attention as they whined
That Lady
Voluptuous and so heart-stoppingly seductive
She now nightly just visits me
Where we stride out like reunited old souls
In indistinguishable old grey and green coats
And we soar the lower levels of the Astral Realms
Striking like hurtling red arrows into its viscous spinning harems of never-ending Immortality
Long winters of whimpering lay adrift in the swirling smog as they are cast aside and pardoned
Beyond loveless lands filled with strange withering shapes and haunting igniting purple vicious flares
Striding forth like married beggars
Lost on its unreachable railways that must go somewhere
Through the blackest of its murky sludge
Towards the bright lights in the near distance
We tirelessly trudge
In-between grimy shadows and the hordes of beseeching souls below
Forever bellowing and crying out in unison with shrieks filled with primal fear pure anxiety and overwhelming depression
We fly
Ashes of grim damnation below us flow as we watch the hordes go hither and forth
We share the air for a moment or a brief night
Twins souls who dared to reach for the unreachable lights
Mountains below us dance a strange Argentine tango as we soar
Dark anxious memories now forgotten
Lay crying below upon darkened undulating snake-filled wet floors
In the distance
With hands clasped together tightly
We look deep into each other’s dark eyes with no signs of resistance
For we know we'll get there together someday
To visit old stalls within celestial halls
When we are eventually recalled
The Lady and Prince
Who move together forever as one
In Dreamland
Copyright John Duffy
A dark queen called Misha
Dressed from head to toe in blue and ivy within darkened pines
Surrounded and followed by hollowed out old men who she left
Constantly seeking her divine attention as they whined
That Lady
Voluptuous and so heart-stoppingly seductive
She now nightly just visits me
Where we stride out like reunited old souls
In indistinguishable old grey and green coats
And we soar the lower levels of the Astral Realms
Striking like hurtling red arrows into its viscous spinning harems of never-ending Immortality
Long winters of whimpering lay adrift in the swirling smog as they are cast aside and pardoned
Beyond loveless lands filled with strange withering shapes and haunting igniting purple vicious flares
Striding forth like married beggars
Lost on its unreachable railways that must go somewhere
Through the blackest of its murky sludge
Towards the bright lights in the near distance
We tirelessly trudge
In-between grimy shadows and the hordes of beseeching souls below
Forever bellowing and crying out in unison with shrieks filled with primal fear pure anxiety and overwhelming depression
We fly
Ashes of grim damnation below us flow as we watch the hordes go hither and forth
We share the air for a moment or a brief night
Twins souls who dared to reach for the unreachable lights
Mountains below us dance a strange Argentine tango as we soar
Dark anxious memories now forgotten
Lay crying below upon darkened undulating snake-filled wet floors
In the distance
With hands clasped together tightly
We look deep into each other’s dark eyes with no signs of resistance
For we know we'll get there together someday
To visit old stalls within celestial halls
When we are eventually recalled
The Lady and Prince
Who move together forever as one
In Dreamland
Copyright John Duffy
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