Last night I had a dream (scary) about living in a police state and being arrested for standing up for a friend. Another dream about owning an Apple laptop. Both were vivid, but I'm just not in the mood to go into the details. I will, however, share a poem.
trying to sleep: written 07/14/08, concept 07/12/08
smiling softly, eyes creased
with slivers of light slipping
through, she thinks
i love the way you look in
my chocolate sheets.
but it's the way he pulls her in,
tucking his arms around her, with
ways no other man has, he keeps
her close, and within this warmth
she feels so safe.
it's then he spots her staring,
subtly through the slits and he
smiles, a chain reaction making the
corners of her pale pink grin.
nudging in, he pulls her close,
wraps himself around her, and it's
more than just the way he looks
lathered in those crimson blankets
it's the way she feels inside his
strong, confusing grip --
quiet, still, soft,
like a woman in love.