my doorway to the world of dreams

_where the world always looks the same_
_but dreams smile just beneath the surface surface_

i can see so far

_with eyes like dreams_
_holding up the pale phantoms_
_that reach out with tender cold hands_
_pulling me away away_

the sky grows clear

_the night dwells between us_
_I need courage and strength_
_to make the long journey_
_but nothing will stand in my way_
_and I will travel travel_

the air there was cold

_and you_



_andrew viridis_

:: greendarkness ::