Come, rest your weary bodyA Poem by Joel M FryeSo many of my poetic friends share the uncertain gift of insomnia with me.
Come, rest your weary body in my arms;
your tattered thoughts rewoven as you sleep. My spirit wrapped around you, safe and warm. Cradled up against me, held from harm, your dreams are free in slumber, still and deep. Come, rest your weary body in my arms. Your childlike face protected from the storm of daily waking nightmares: I will keep my spirit wrapped around you, safe and warm. Seductive demons, stealthy in their charms may bring a restless stirring as they creep; come, rest your weary body in my arms. Should you be stung awake by buzzing swarms of memories, strafing you until you weep, my spirit's wrapped around you, safe and warm. The day-to-day may fill you with alarm; let night sow gentle comfort you may reap. Come, rest your weary body in my arms; my spirit wrapped around you, safe and warm. © 2012 Joel M FryeFeatured Review
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