a reply to: jadedANDcynical
Hear the beat of the echo in the mirror getting faster. . . red druMMMMMMM
. . . on
Are you a "Mystery"
writer ? You say you are in the place between Here and There; I know what you mean because of these names we have
Listen as the wind blows from across the Great Divide
Voices trapped in yearning and they're trapped in time.
The night is my companion and solitude my guide.
Would I spend forever here and not be satisfied?
I would be the one to hold you down, kiss you so hard, I'll take your breathe away.
And after I wipe away the tears, just close your eyes, dear.
(We're) Building A Mystery
. . . and choosing so carefully.
I have experienced the unbelievable . . . lift the veil for ALL to experience and see, believe and know it is true
and help meet the man behind the curtain.
It is a terrible tale I have yet to tell of Dorothy, Alice and of the little cinder girl too.
And their story from The Past, The Present, and The Future.
They are characters of a book. But yet have life.
And lived to tell of an incredible tales, but their stories were tainted over time and time again painted as just myth.
As if their lives were stolen from them and only hope
to be brought back to life as real.
Life full of danger and intrigue, terrible tragedies and devastation, . . . Yet, have a happy ending.
Red Dorothy is real, using an alias for her name, her real name, is still veiled "Mystery".
, you too live in may places . . . one is real, two are fantasy, three places as one.
But you're not paying attention or know how to set them apart. Or understand their union.
Know your future lies beyond the yellow brick road.
edit on 5-11-2014 by RedDorothy because: Must address The Matrix about the
edit on 5-11-2014 by RedDorothy because: Must address CYNICAL and JADED