a night that never ends

[revolutionrabbit]

I'm dragging my desert heart like a trinket
a cheap imitation crucifix of myself
like a tattoo of death on the taboo of life
my dreams are ghost riders across the ravaged sky
out here the lane is closed to through traffic
but the UFO's have opened the pathway
the invisible passage through awakening
through the sleeping town of dead ends
this is the end my friend he once said
as he passed through this quaint joint
my only best west friend and a whiskey crow
we don't yet know where they came from
and we likely will never know
and lovers pass through this little living end
and find a used book in the second hand store
and read a few passages to the travelers
and the nomad souls in a feint whisper
to add a little gypsy magic to the bodies
that once floated by like the orange orbs
that move like poka dots through the transparent
beings, star gazing at the star gazers
the lovers that meet in the middle of nowhere
but here, we don't know where they are going
but we can hear a sweet sad song on the distance
we have already fallen in love as the stars fall
in the stranger darkness of a night that never ends
I will never forget that kiss that you planted on me
like a forbidden jewel hidden in my deepest recesses
as we traversed the infinite crossroads of cross stared

[sweetwater]

dragging one's heart through the desert
a great place to be
and to feel yourself again

great poem

[dadio]

Excellent.

add a little gypsy magic to the bodies
that once floated by like the orange orbs
that move like poka dots through the transparent
beings... Yes, yes.

[revolutionrabbit]

nice comments