Tutelary faeries

Disclose the torment of the mind

I tiptoe on the walls at night
And close the doors behind my days
In search of never ending light
In front of overwhelming ways.

The fairies gathered in my bed
Would swallow feathers from inside
All rapture floating in my head
When all those dreams in dreams collide.

I tiptoe on the walls and wait
Engraved in silence fairies burn
They always seem to be too late
Still never failing to return.

<<Once upon a time>> arguments

©2000 Emmah Toris
– Image courtesy of Sally Mann –

Letter I

never too far…

Beneath a dream – I stare and wait –
Your face, corroded in my mind
In thy simplicity, no faith
For faith is bitter and maligned.

No utter distance to repel
When lines are twisted in thy vow
I don’t believe a word – unsaid –
These august witches do not bow.

A fervid hand depicting sighs
Deflowered anguish in a chest
For thee, unblemished solitude,
In ethereal arms I rest.

Beneath a dream – I stare and wait –
Reluctant beings, put aside
There is a way within thy wings
To care, to listen, to confide

…away…

©2000 Emmah Toris
– Image courtesy of Polixeni Papapetrou –