I Am Lost

Deep in the night
dreams chase
whimsical songs
such sweet serenade
dearest reverie
your image
never fades
and I have found
myself
in bed
with a stranger
hands
that do not fit
words
that cast shadows
abstract rhetoric
does not ring true
Saint Christopher
falling to the floor
I am lost…

Closing my eyes
tranquility
in the darkness
I feel you
holding me close
floating away
in your memory
safe and sound
once again…

© 2016 Trilby

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