Tuesday, June 26, 2012

insomnia

red dashes dance

from ten to one to four

thoughts swirling

hurtful words

unknown conclusions

mysterious actions 

 pain

 exhaustion

 dryness

timeless words remembered

soothing blanket envelops

dreams seep in

unseen arms hold tight

"you are my beloved" echoes

hands un-clench

eyes droop

red dashes flash

night is ended



1 comment:

  1. Resounding with me. Thank you for sharing this poem.
    XOXOX

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