dream

When you sleep…

She likes to watch you breathe

To stroke the rise of your chest

As ribs fall, exhausted into flesh

You don’t stir – yet she plants kisses

Across the tops of your thighs

Fingers the crease, of your knee,

Slips a slender palm into your clenched fist

 

As you sleep

She absorbs your heat

Closing her limbs around you

Just, as Ivy claims aΒ tree

Using your skin as a canvas

She moulds your form, to fit hers

Breathing life into your dreaming corpse

Nuzzling your slack jaw, until

It wakens with a sigh

Allowing her to nestle: a queen bee

Surrounded by the petals of your drowsy love

 

 

 

 

 

Night Sprites

My eyes flicker open in lazy surrender

The shadows dance on the wall

Thoughts disappearΒ  as I try to remember

If that really happened at all

 

The shadows dance on the wall

They play on my fears and doubts

If that really happened at all

My brain never working it out

 

They play on my fears and doubts

Those mischievous sprites in the night

My brain never working it out

So I snooze in the gaze of the light

 

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Image:Β Shadow people