My bed is calling my name
In various languages
Visual delights of softness
Accost my ears
And flesh
Biting the sights of supple wonder
I am tired
I am lost in the promise
Of candlelight flames
Dancing across vehement intrusion
Behind my eyes
Burning away reluctance
The lack of acceptance
For here
I dream freely
Satin sheets
Wrap warmth about the room
Singing songs
To stop time
For all eternity
The air is sweet
As sweet as the dew
Licked from heavenly sleeping bodies
Shallow breath
Stirs rhyme with its rhythm
Echoes through golden corridors of sleep
Perfect chambers embrace
The petals scattered softly
At my feet
I step on none
In my ascent into the paradox
Light breezes soothe
Yet né’er to capture attention
Only a mere wisp
Of chestnut locks fallen across the eye
Of yearning
Can cause disturbance
Disrupt the glance into forever
I beg of dreams
To find me
Plead at the feet of wandering
To turn back
And brush petals across my lips
To temper the alarm
I lie silent
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