Just as painful memories
Within the hidden and carefully compartmentalized cells
In my complicated mind
Calls
Soon as the dark shroud of night
Falls
When the world is rendered all serene and speechless
Just before Morpheus The God of Sleep
Arrives
With his eternal Suitcase of Dreams
He's carried from The Great In-Between
To hypnotize
With sweet truths and lies
All that sleeps
Unseen
Every day
Every hour
Every moment in my power
I’m always thinking of you
My beautiful Queen
The one I once met
As I walked alone
By The Red Churches
Black Wrought Iron Old Gates
Like it was our preordained fate
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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