daydream melange

d a y d r e a m   m e l a n g e
bob vega

in silence,
i reach out
some thousand miles
to find your hand
outstretched unto mine.

& what slender frail would I meet?

closed cold eyes 
when midnight calls too soon.

closed cold eyes
when another whisper dies
from long journey, to.

& i long for you,
sometimes;
when quiet hours wrinkle 
like sand.

with pleasure palace
rented,
i seek you another day,
but not today.

so,
bleed for me
from out your eyes
sad tears of separate
& i will drink the milk
crimson on my lips
that pours from your breast.

touch pale hands to the sky.

palms burn on the honey orb
& another dream is fulfilled.

wait for mine embrace
my love.

wait for the cold creature to away
when fills the heart
the caress,
the breath,
the taste,
the sigh.

& our day will slip away 
like angel whispers,
leaving our awake a memory,
leaving our dreams
real.