When the stars at night,
Melt like paper all the the sun,
And shadows show their way,
The sky becomes rosy and dusty lace
And I'm lost again in dreams,
With wings adorned all in gold,
Oasis from a world filled of pain,
And dreams that can't last with all the sun
As shadows gathering, show their way,
Shining with their flashing lights,
Tender dreams awaken within me,
As skies become again a dusty lace....
Dorian Petersen Potter
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dusty-lace/
