My Quiet Moments

 - Dedicated to Pom -
- You are my beautiful devious dark surreal twisted deranged fantasy -

It starts with an end,
Grows like a tree,
Trapped within worlds apart,

Are you real or is it me?

Mauve dreams chasing us,
Quiet moments searching purple blush,
Sunny skies and Ferris wheels,
You lift me up with curves of chill.

Whispers of deep blue tears,
Kisses of green muddy earth,
We take it all, we go around & round,
Welding stars and rainbows,

For once and for all.