Dosed Aloft

The wreck has bled
the tragic scene me.
I feel breathe believe
me you’re all I see.

Above in the clouds
all through the day.
I send sweet soft a
lily, rose your way.

I send them thoughts
in chasms so cross
in flowers so soft
I propel up and aloft.

Maybe I can relive
what I am doing now.
Seeing visions of a
love above in clouds.

It’s always laughter
my friend my love.
So let us dig deep and
sleep calmly drugged.

The perfect medicine
for my weary head
is a dose of your eyes
here as I drift in bed.

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