Perchance To Dream

Unbroken hours,

Scented flowers,

Opiate to dreams.


Drifters meeting,

Welcome greeting,

Sparkling iris gleams.


A strange caress

On silken flesh

Heated pools of gold.


Amber coated honey

Sweet, in creamy

Hidden folds.


Dusty shower,

Eyelids lower,

Sparkles in the deep.


Wandered mind,

Some dreams to find

In hallowed, blessed sleep.



‘Cos no one wants to dream about vampires. I don’t think.