A dream

A Dream:
Falling Passion

Tortured weight of night
Pushing against her
Naked form

A pure white glimmering,
Crescenting across her
Arched breasts

Her dark eyes closed
As she entered
Darkness left

Her mind is falling
Into static tv
Pool below

Drifting, weightless with speed
Out of world
Reflected life

Black, rippled water breaks
As her mind
Dives into

Canvas white, reeling, hovering,
She beats her
Pulsing heart

Her empowered body arching
Out of descent
She stops

Her wings extending, growing
Into freedom's flight
She soars