Calling Me Down

A Poem by ScaredSilent

A moving stopping
Wish bone madness
Calling whispering
Making me wonder and schem
Silently into the sweet smelling darkness
Her eyes alert me to the prowling feeling
That crazy chaotic one
Im sure she knows
At once it was a surprise the way
The flowers
Seem to mirror her smile
And I am now entranced by
The simple state of rain
In the hailing moonlight
Caught up in
Sleepless nights
And wonderous
Thoughts
I am strong now however
Her hair sings me to sleep some nights
It's music tumbling down her shoulders, framing her face which
Seems to replace the moon sometimes