Satin Sheets

A grave yard for a million dreams

Light of day, exposes what darkness of night, hides

upon platinum, satin skies, above an emerald green sea,

where- upon the waves of passion – you and I take rides,

leaving behind – in a cloud – dream children from you and me.

Children who – upon the light of dawn- dream no more, just die

as they leave behind their essence, upon a satin platinum sky,

as we drift in and out – splash about – side by side lie,

before all comes to an end, you ready, my friend, say goodbye.

I wonder what could have been ?, where their essence will go ?

These unborn children, without dreams, dreams I will never know.

As the dreams in my head begin to fade from view,

I get out of bed, and lost, is all I thought I knew.

B. J. “A” 2

July 17^th 2003