Monday, February 8, 2016

Open window


Through the lace
The wind swirls
Whirling tongue
Tasting my face

Mysterious,
Buzzing swish
Transparent as the wings
Of invisible dragonfly

Dipped into the hues
The night whispers
Rays of a possible
Not yet full moon

She is there,
I feel her slender fingers
Caressing, hissing
Insidiously insisting

Up, wake up

The eyelids are shut
The dream wide open
Do not awaken love…
I tell in my heart,
Until the brumes
Dissipate into new dawn

Instead,
Let me sleep
Hold my hand
Pull your wings
Keep warm my bare hips

Sleep with me
Sweet inspiration
Sleep