Night
October 30th, 2007 by Linda JenkinsonFeelings
- Sometimes it’s good to pause and write
- Of feelings that wake you in the night
- And make you feel so all alone,
- Seeking arms you’ll never own.
- Not yours to own, but only borrow-
- You’ll need to find new arms tomorrow.
- Feelings that wake you in the night
- Will take you to places of sheer delight.
- They bid you rest awhile and stay.
- And gratefully, you will obey.
Fires
- The look in your eyes said desire.
- I confused it, for a moment, with love.
- When kindling flames,
- It’s hard to distinguish
- Until it’s extinguished.
- Side by side,
- Desire diminished,
- I saw the dying embers of lust
- Fade into the darkness of sleep.
- No coals to keep,
- To re-ignite.
- When morning mist drenches
- The passions of night.
Terror
- The dream came and terror tore
- The strands of dreamless sleep.
- I woke in fear-
- Could sleep no more,
- Afraid of falling,
- Plunging deep
- Into the dark and alien abyss.
- And just as if,
- Knowing this,
- Your arms reached out with warm embrace
- Securing me in sheltered space.
- ‘Twas then I knew that I would stay
- Until the time you turn away.
- Then once again, so suddenly
- The haunting panic crept through me
- As all at once I did recall
- The fear that came before the fall.
- Fearing, at the break of day
- You would send me far away
- From arms that hold me in the night.
- In abject fear I hang on tight!
- For now, I’m safe from clenching fear.
- For now, my love, you hold me near.
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