I dreamed of lava...
I came across a poem I didn't remember until I read it--don't think I ever presented it here. I dreamed of lava... Red and snapping devouring like a dragon... and with a touch like Midas' turning everything to flame... Oozing unhurried from the deep hot places of the Earth... Overtaking by fascination like a serpent-- So suddenly, it's too late to run! Sign in to see full entry.