Astral
Calling me back across the green
lantern in hand
I am dreaming
spinning out
drifting silently past
the lion's gate and through French doors
you
conjured me up
out of
nowhere
nothing
ahhh... the dragon's breath reaching out
brushing your face
strands of of silver glint
in firelight glitter
Thunder rages
playing out the dreams on the night
mists and memories
flow by
through me
as a ghost
I am a whisper
an embrace
from heaven sent through the rain
Copyright 1987 - Louise Ann Stowell - All Rights Reserved
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