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Mistress of Dreams

by Dreammaker1024

Member since 2002 · Posted 22 Feb 2005 · 2 comments

You look at me with such knowing eyes, Deep into my soul you gaze. Naked before you mine body is yours, Deep into my soul you gaze. Dreammaker you are. Melodious notes sway me into a relaxing beautiful, Sweetly my soul it has swept away. Yearning for its breeze of touch on my mental state, Sweetly my soul it has swept away. Dreammaker it has become. Flowing unto transcript freely bound, My soul it mirrors. Colorfully it takes my deepest word and portrays, My soul it mirrors. Dreammaker only it knows. In their palms they hold my depth, In me have I opened my soul. Allowing their peering eyes though I am mine own mistress, In me have I opened my soul. Dreammaker of myself am I.

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[10] zodiac 23-Feb-05/3:26 AM Reply
Could you explain the line "In their palms they hold my depth"?
[n/a] Dreammaker1024 › zodiac 23-Feb-05/5:20 PM Reply
The first three verses are about the 3 things in my life that I adore and that I let into "me". So in their palms they hold me, they hold everything that I feel, think, know.