Lucid Dance
by Kristy Baldwin

Glass hands reach out for these pages,

     the delicacy of the sun

       shine’s brightly through her grasp.

Married to this these words,

this love, this life.

      Weakened fingers, upon 

a sudden eclipse,

    shattered the faith.

She can no longer hold onto

    the delicacy of the Son.

      Desire lost her meaning today

leaving man and woman

to their own Eden.

     A land where the ground

kisses the sky in a 

    blood red mourn

for her guidance.

          The smell of innocence

fills the thick of a cloud

He can feel beauty

     gliding past the curve of his wings

eyes closed

blind to the truth

        to the strings that guide him

Sulfur dampens the ground below, slowly

rising into the atmosphere.

         Dream lost his soul today

and left a thousand children erect

        Little boys and girls clutching moon covered sheets,

39 years til his return.

         A succubus reign. 

In her palm, lay

A remnant of some foreign place

where people would roam freely

needing 

            love.

Long ago, it seemed,

        perfect, 

until they forgot

what it was for.

       Until she forgot what it felt like

to walk along the sand.

    Hope lost her will today

because she has forgotten what it is meant

to desire 

         to dream.