Hilltop Gentle Breeze

Now I'm an eyeless bee searching for that inviting honey                                          

Addicted to the salt of nomad blood, held together with string                                          

Anchored to the foreboding minutes slipping by                                        

The vision hooks and pierces my skin, sunlight sinking in                                                          

A strange voice lets me in, but the door is locked from the other side                                            

My calls remain unanswered and I'm uncertain                                                                  

Was this love just a dream I fell into and didn't escape?                  

I stared out that window, looking at the pitiful grey town                                                

The morning glory and blue jewels, I'm sure it was just a dream                                            

But it felt so real, how no one knows my name                                                      

Everything falls into place like a dab of invisible ink                                                        

The squeeze of the sap and the antagonist hand                                                                        

I found clarity in my bedroom, swaying in motion with                                                    

The release of my emotions, the music burrows like a seed in my head                              

The last rainbow in a storm glittering                                                                  

Treasure in moments of perfection, I wake and the thought fades                                            

Like the shimmering blue sparkle of dust vapour.