Eyes straining to stay open and the day begs to be mulled over, the bills beckon to be paid, and to do lists dance just out of reach of done. All these things floating and falling and fileting my mind and all I can see is you.
Tired. Too tired to lift these fingers to pen these sleepy lines. Tired. Too tired to write this poem with a mind too heavy for thought. Tired. Too tired. I am smoke and shadows remembering rest. I slip through days folded inside dreams awake underneath wondering. Misty air and frozen breath. I’m tired. Weary legs […]
“I wonder what I look like when I’m asleep.” “You look peaceful and sweet. Your eyelashes flutter and your arms curl into your chest.” “But that’s what you see. I want to see.” So I took a picture of you while you slept, your dark lashes moving against your bronze cheeks. You laughed when you […]
Sleep is a Substitute for you. My pillow collects The dreams, Catches the moments Where your rough Skin caresses my Cheek, Where your teeth Bite into my Lip in a fiery Passion that ignites At our closeness. In the light of The morning, You are nothing More than a Ghost, An apparition that Hovers until […]
What dreams swirl in your mind as you sleep, soundly with no worries to keep you up, no bothers to prop open your feline eyes? In serenity, you rest, inside your sanctuary troubled not by the problems of the world. Weekly Photo Challenge–Inside