I could have been there down by the sea, with pockets <br />full of silence and a priceless smile between the legs. <br /> <br />Maybe like a smaller love song that begins to shed her dreams <br />one after another. Or a touch of wind from a couple of angels, <br /> <br />immediately noticing a sign: That you suddenly spread your arms to me, <br />and with your eyes in tears. You tell me you will never leave home, <br /> <br />and now we are crying in unison like the most quietly, listening mirror; <br />Carefully lying down upon little nude knives of prayer.<br /><br />gregory collins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-dream-on-the-sands/
