Unknown
The place like twilight
Parting between sleep and thought
Not quite across the threshold of unconsciousness
In its door way
There I stand
Allowing adventure to grand
The place where I can go
No one will know
It is thought, and I control
Where I rule over despair and hidden depths
Finding it filled with Ghosts, Angels,
And alluring beauity
Couriously watching
A constant parade
Filled with the choice of people
And things of the imagination.
The power that I have
Above lust and infatuation.
Will I allow myself in wishful sin
Or the innocence of, , ,
Hello, , , , I love you
And to say that without remorse or restraint
Your acceptance, taken with a smile :)
The place where I can go
Without my influence of my control
Come would you..
Come would you, , to hold my hand
Mine lock into yours,
Yours in mine
Lashing our fingers
To Feel warm connection of companionship
Touching softly is more invoking
Presenting me with the feeling of your absence.
A drifting world,
Filled with color, music and wamrth
All is left behind that can distract...
Us
Would you come?
Come along with me...
To depths of unchanging peace..
Venture with me
To those places
where I have not yet.......
Dreamed
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poem by Howard Johnson
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