Goodnight my FriendA Poem by CrowleyRiding the swell of the only friend that took for what I am, its a burden no one should bear....I wanted to say goodnight with lightness of being, but crushing passion The currents of sleep flow tediously when the wants of soft lips are rising And the coming of the keeper of perfect souls stirs dark winds Licking ambitions born of a need to feel like a wondrous effigy, burning Turn in beautiful circles, your thoughts trailing and falling to the ground like snow
Good night my friend Sleep tight my friend Good night my love
And when you hear the faint drumming of the wheels and the trains distant whistle Making your dreams the most murderous form of travel....reaching point B is impossible The other sound is that of the glass rod breaking in two cleanly, crystalline click It is your resolve being challenged and divided between self and other You busy yourself about your own house while longing to landscape abroad
Good night my friend Sleep tight my friend Good night my love
And if you drift away with such thoughts girl You will be whole again by morning, eating the crisp yellow sunshine And if you think of me, let it be brief in time, but magnificent in scope And if I touch your heart through your ear, then listen and sigh Blushing becomes you and you become me, good night my friend
© 2018 CrowleyAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on September 18, 2018 Last Updated on September 18, 2018 AuthorCrowleyPhoenix, AZAboutLike to hang out with other writers and see what's what. Have met a lot of good people on this and other sites through the years. Decided to come back and do a little posting and reading. Hit me up i.. more..Writing
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