Fringed in Velvet Chains

Unlike anything written, like everything ever said.
Just a glimpse of something that's not really there.
An angel or a stranger?
They are one and the same.
Once upon a time, I too wore a name.
Proudly, like a badge of courage, honor.
Dreams of floating fish, and lizard lakes.
A lifetime linked by past mistakes.
Fringed in velvet chains, mind yearns to be set free.
To explode outward in infinite potential.
Furious fingers try to catch it while it lingers.
Vanishing like a whiff of smoke.
Visible, though impossible to grasp.
I woke up beside you this morning.
Then I woke up beside myself.
And it's time to sleep again.

See you when I see you.
Baron