by Charles Ivey

Created on: May 15, 2007   Last Updated: May 21, 2007

CRIMSON DREAMS

The darkness was vast when awoke in the dream
Beneath the blanket with a female with me
An exchange of blood joy and childish play
With but one thought that I wish I could stay
The darkness was thick but unusually bright
Despite the black it did not stint my sight
The mirror reflected one who was not I
Features exaggerated with large twinkling eyes
I stood and I stared shocked and gripped in fear
At this creature I saw that was I in the mirror
I was lost in the sight for a time that's unknown
And I noticed my teeth my fangs they had grown
I could not grasp this fear that was entwined with joy
Perceptions had now changed I had a new toy
But how it did work was lost still to me
Then others they came and left there with me
And what transpired next is absent of words
Yet as distinct as the song that is sung by the birds.

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