Plundering Your Dreams

I peered into the depth of a cloud

Thought I heard my name called out loud

Was my invisible angel disavowed?

Told her I lived within my own shroud,

A serene glimpse of the sky

Just for a second caught my eye

The memory of making love made me sigh

Regrets over breaking old ties,

The past presents a good reason to die

Some people live to make others cry

Who among us would ever deny

Where do the apparitions fly?

Desperately lonely I took her hand

Believing in some kind of Promised Land

Instead, I found myself in Custer’s last stand

My caustic little fire brand,

Like a fighter pilot with his guns jammed

I emerged from the valley of the damned

But I could never be accepted by your clan

Being who you are you just ran,

Didn’t think it was part of the plan

Of heartbreak I am no big fan

My littler sorceress with her bikini tan

I’ve forever managed to get banned,

I marveled at an ancient site

Seemed like the ruler was met by his plight

A woman’s betrayal can seem so slight

Plundering your dreams in the middle of the night,

As if the wine weren’t enough

I faced off with the demon to call his bluff

That encounter was rather off the cuff

The rattlesnake venom was a little rough,

Then I heard the angel’s voice again

Asking me where had I been?

Had I been in the lion’s den?

How could I simply pretend?

The icy winds conceal the remains

Of lovers who lost the game

Of peasants who chose to be tame

Of warriors who found a reason to refrain,

Not even the beam of a light house in the night

To lead the blind who can’t decipher wrong from right

Huddled among themselves afraid to fight

Where was my little angel to hold me tight?