Theme: Dream

The Missing

To all who are alone at night:

As shadows of the moon float
silently across my bed
I fear to trust myself to sleep,
surrender thoughts within my head.
To dream 'ere Aphrodite's gaze
would render my desires
a futile and a fruitless cause.

A pillar of silence sighs...

But then a voice sings in my head
'Dream gently, on and on,
those dreams, your aching heart will soothe
And soothing is a kind of love,
when all is said and done'.


More By  :  Doreen Reckitt

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