Do You Dream?
Betwixt a cloying sleepless night
Betwixt the sheets of comforts form
dreams dream a lovers shy embrace
strength secured from cruelest storm.
within the warmth of dearest dwell,
bathed in sheaves our wordless love,
silence broken, cannot be quelled.
dost thou believe, immortal soul,
in heaven or hells proclaimed ties,
or gentle actions that cajole?
bathe in actions of purest light
offer myself, my sum, this form,
betwixt a cloying sleepless night.
Deborah Jordan Bailey
Wed 13th Jul 2011 10:37
twice beautiful...