The Dreamer
Streams of moonlight
Caress golden hair
Electrical pulses glint
In violet eyes
Locked in a
Desperate battle
That belies
The feelings there
The klaxon of alarms
Stops both
In their tracks
End game
The swish of hair
A brush of air
A murmur
And he is gone
All gold, all cold
Heart locked away, stilled
Barred
From emotion
The dreamer pauses
Lifts white feather
To lips
Caressing
Alights on dark, dark wings
Into dark, dark night
The dreamer dreams
The dreams unseen
Of cold white light
And bright gold heat
Warm pale flesh
Softer than down
Bleh. I don't really like this one. In fact, it was the only one I considered not putting up. Oh well. Please review!