GloMag GloMagDecember2018 - Page 146

And they come In my dreams And mystified my Desires to blend you On to my faded colours Confine me With your eyes, till The hardened silence Along with your words weight Halt my heartbeats Upon my canvas And smeared blood Will mould a monumental Mixture of true love Be laid upon your feet As a red rose reared Only to pluck proudly 146