Open season on interpretations, take two: "Metea"

In dreams of never linger stars
      with the pull of invisible eyes.
   There are mermaids in the sky
                 with forever on their lips;
          their whispered words call soft and sweet to me.

In waking dawn I whisper why
       to the ears of impenitent I.
    There are dragons in the sea
                     with remembrance in their eyes;
their silent song draws stillness within me.

               In sunlight bold sings a faerie child
and asks whether dreams can lie.
                     There are angels in the earth
     with forgiveness on their wings;
their sacred breath brings wonder to me.

In evening's shadows whispers night
              and begs me to waken wild.
       There are devils in the clouds
                          with vengeance in their swords;
  their murmurs rise up murder within me.

In midnight's hour I linger long
      and watch with invisible eyes.
           There is a maiden in the night
with oblivion in her kiss
        her whispered words of love ensorcel me.
01-Nov-2002