Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

in between one dark sleep
and a thicket black
with hidden dreams

a door opens
opens with shrieking hinges
opens up wide

and liquid tales
come flooding in
their fairies still dizzy
with slumber
tumbling through gold milk
unbottled
to smoothe thorns into kisses
and farewells
into hopes

ah..........poetic bliss
the door creaking
the bear in hibernation
sleeping
the beauty kissed
milky way bliss
and the ~GO!
be rockin'