Tuesday, June 16, 2009

The Twilight of My Mind

Each night as I climb the stairs
to seek rest,
my body is tired
but I see my pen
and I think
just one,
one line and then
he will let me sleep.
But the twilight
fuels my hand as
my fingers grip the pen and my mind
frees with a fatigue
which leadens
my lids.
My mind leaps for the darkness
And as the moon climbs,
my muse stirs in his sleep.
His dreams arouse
my desire to create
a perfect image;
my hand races to
record the ethereal thoughts
before he fully turns
to embrace me
and I fall
into his sleep.

Marsha Salerno 2008

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