[?7hOpium Dreams

In the hour before midnight,
I had only black roses and poppies to
  caress the beginning
Of the light,
And in every depression I saw your eyes-

To sleep through the eternity,
Surfing the blue, silver depths of
  a drug induced slumber,
Waking only to the cries
Of another nightmare
Draping velvet,
Over your eyes-

Death has no victory,
Over those who know no end,
No last rites,
Or breaths,
Fearless flying in tranquil skies,
Raining tears
From stormy eyes-

Sleeping...
The smell of burning flowers,
The addiction to a living dream,
To be a walking morpheus,
We forgive all the world's lies,
As you close your heavy eyes-

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