It is dark and your eyes are closed
You cannot see my bedtime smile
but in the warmth of my soft scent
you inhale what I earn to say
My voice fills your tired body
Your heart floods your consenting mind
with the loving verses of life
Such is a much busy dreamy night
When the sun is gone
and my love lies down
the time is right and
I am up for contemplation
As I scrutinize my eyelids
from within my captive mind
moire and darken mauves
soothe my cuddled soul
A hand resting on my side
another nesting in mine
I see beyond dreams’ landings
capture the truth in Lalaland
Is the bed dreamland
Is the night so empty
that it has no end
no beginning to see
Is la la land so bad
Are troubled eyes so shut
that even tears dry sad
where all embraces rot