If upon
A dragons breath
My soul to cleanse
My mind forget
A picture frame
Empty bare
With silver flowers
Your golden hair.
As if a dream
Half forgot
A strangers face
Or half a step
A bridge that divides
In meloncholy flow
Like the waters
Deep below.
The hand rail wet
In frosted grip
The last sight
Of the sailing ship
The sunset sweet
The sunrise bold
A secret dream
Never told.