Sleeping.

Sleeping

The smoke is beautifull
like a nebula
chorus of angels singing
for nature
sunflowers painted in a field
nature has her own way,
love smiles through all
true beauty
the dream wails
heart of a female stops
thick piano chords
how does it feel to be searching
in the dark
another life
strong memories
hes gone
break down
the lights
colour bluest jain
candle
like a pulsing
heat slide
his soul
undid mine
greedy world, the lines
find me by the sea,
dancing fingers,
chorus of angels