He Calls By Night

Part fantasy and part inspired by someone I used to know.... :)

He calls by night

I hear his voice upon the wind

And as the rain falls gently

Against my window pane

He is there

 

His touch is soft and gentle

I feel his breath upon my face

The warmth of his body close to me

As I lie sleeping at home

In my bed

 

I am forever lost inside him

Deeply embedded is he in my mind

Never again to fear the darkness

He calls by night my dark,

Beloved friend

Reviews

[Tayler]

I really like this. My favorite line is "deeply embedded is he in my mind". Love this poem I think it is written beautifully.

[Sue]

Thanks Tayler :)

[Rewel Acosta Rivera]

Mixed feelings of imaging the call through the rain and wind. Is a beautiful scene with deep feelings. I love the way you use the atmosphere.

Thanks for share your talent.

[Sue]

Thank you Rewel

[Mark Heathcote]

Much enjoyed nicely written thanks for sharing... :)

[Sue]

Thank you Mark :)

[Sue]

rats lost Helen's review by mistake!!! Thanks anyway Helen x