Casablanca...A little..incomplete..

Take away your dreams to me...
In the reminders of the meaning of the night ...
The songs in your breath..
Perfumed orange blossoms...

Kneeling soul...
Crumbled heart ...
I await thee...

Casablanca ..Casablanca...
Come away ..
Run away ....
To the upwind skies...
Castaway in the stars...

Unremembered skies..

The fields of childhood in his eyes…
Slipping through…
The pebbled path back home…

Blank moon-washed lips…

Murmur memories in nostalgia…

And...

I see wind fallen dusks…
Amongst the sun that once was young…
As He sang to the foxes with a bleeding heart…
Larks lie awake …
Staring..
At the dew drops screeching from his eyes…

Then…
Lunaa appears…

Gathering him a Sky-ful of night…
Sensing his Dark echoes…

Flying …
Ripping …
Merging …
Into his melted tears….
She remains his forever! ~

~ 'twas written for a Lucifer..