We two are travellers
in a single dream.
Face up we float
together on a painted sea.
If we close our eyes,
we can drink the scent
of lilies, sense the touch
of angels’ wings.
We are bathing
in impastoed depths.
We are summoned
by siren songs of blue.
If we swim to shore,
escape the frame,
we shall not meet again.
Travellers in a Single Dream, a painting by Victoria Crowe
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