Dream World

Your dance is rich

With the sound of drums

And your smile reeks of the hunt

Wallow in your wild world

Bathe in its stench

Like the smoke of a burning house

Prick your skin with the light of its stars

To shroud the truth in shining tattoos

Chase tigers through the trees

Beneath a siren moon

Until you lose yourself

Among the vines and dreams

And never return to me

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