To Dream

Posted on Jun 24, 2014



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In summer’s madness he waits
For one who is yet to show
In heat of a blazing sun
The drink does flow

Much to do on this hot day
That has been left to slide
Gathering fast layered dust
The knowledge going with the tide

But a couple of hours killed
Time to breathe, to forget
Anything but being with dark thoughts
And that terrible mindset

So the black gold flows free
Flows straight and true
Keeping darkness at bay
And the black dog wanting loose

Hurry up old friend, hurry
Let us talk awhile
And lose ourselves in dreams
Oh to dream, to smile!

Posted in: Poetry