in dreams

artwork by phil burns

in dreams

you’re mine…

when you smile
rain clouds flee in dark shame
to stumble in tears
over distant oceans

when you touch my skin
my heart swells
with the valour of centuries
of Pictish – or painted – warriors
who inhabit my blood

when you breathe on my eyes
I hear the tell-tale rattle
of ancient dust
escaping the tide of eternity

when you are
so am I

… in beautiful dreams

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