Buried and Deep

Sleep, I do
Buried and deep.
Fading of time,
Mists of old,
Drifting into the fold.
A soul so free,
Noone can hold,
Breathe in the wet,
Feel the cold.
I stand alone,
Tall and brave,
Hand held out,
To fear, no longer a slave.
Embraced in the mists,
Owning all that I am,
Love flows through me,
I give all I can.
Gently, you wake
In a land so far away,
The vow I make,
Truth forever to say.
The mist flow through me,
Fairy tears grace my locks,
Warm kisses of nymphs,
Whispers, giggles and mocks.
Stars fade above,
As the mists do so part.
Harbor lights dance,
To a song of the lark.
Dreams so rich,
A land far by near,
Morning parting,
The mists of fear.
Damp and wet,
A time so distant and clear.
Hear the fairies song,
Drawing us near.
Time comes slowly,
To those who wish,
To live in the moment.
Of the morning mist.
Now I sleep,
Buried and deep.
A joyful heart longing,
The mist forever to keep.

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