When midnight comes, I close my eyes and send
My spirit out to find you in your dreams,
And take your hand and guide you like a friend
Past all your nightmares, where fear screams
Your name, and claws reach out to drag you down
Into the worst you
can imagine—death—
But not your own—a death that makes you drown
In helplessness
and gasp for mercy’s breath.
But none of that will touch you, not tonight,
Because my soul
will find you in your sleep
And blanket you until you’re lost in light
Where fears are
pale and shallow, hopes are deep,
And love will
fill your slumber, through and through—
The love I feel
each time I dream of you.
Copyright 2015 Matthew J Wells
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