I get scared at night. I search for a light. Oh so trite!!! The kicker is that when the light is too bright, so beautiful my smile hurts and my eyes shine until I cry…

Oh, my disconnect!

I do it when times are rough.

I disconnect, disappear.

I tell myself, Sleep!

Sleep will bring peace,

feeding you dreams.

Oh, my disconnect!

It’s done me wrong again.

Inner SELF its own hell,

I toss and turn in bed!

Lyrics and visions dance:

I hold tight a warm hand,

twirling a Tango of light,

rolling round a carousel

(creativity battling for time)

a kind of circus in my mind.

My brain, never quiet,

just keeps talking circles!

In reality, sleep deprived,

I’m dizzy as I ride.

The thought of loss—

Oh, my disconnect, No.

Not this time. Momentary,

my lapse of reason

made me hide and suck.

I burn, I yearn to touch.

I long to finally talk.

My wants, too much?

Don’t wanna lose you, love.

(I didn’t think I could adore you more, but you did it. I can’t imagine anyone nailing a night in my head better than you did with this song…a pleasure of perfection. Your love for words, your spirit, the way you’re engaging and wise are all reasons why I can’t help but love you more as I grow into an old crow, with a clandestine conversation, a merry meeting of metaphors, you assuaging my mind, rolling through life, dreaming, wasting time;)