Oct 2009

It is timeLet the darkest night call out

Let the darkest night call out
Hear the whispered words
Dreams that cannot help but shout
As they flock unheard

It is time to let it go
Consciousness to slide
Breathing calming and so slow
Within blankets hide

The clock is ticking, time goes on
Passing as you sleep
When next we meet, the rising dawn
Kisses you will keep

Hear the calling of your rest
Falling for your charms
Lay your head here on my chest
Curl up in my arms