A poem
A raven dream
The raven cries its fearful song
in a garb of scarletblack
And my heart beats on and on
to the rythm of your moves
As the rain pours down my mind
I run, frenaticly stumbeling, to get out of your way
I look up, into your face, Im still where I were
when I started to run.
Imagination took me too far
Now I cant return
But Im atill here, with you,
In my mind
And still the raven cries
aprophecy of lies and dreams
I close my eyes
and make a wish