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Nightmare

In sleep, I gasp for breath
as the rushing waves
of my semi-consciousness
began to filter in my dreams
the feeling of dread starts to pile up
encroaching on the serene valley
where I lie upon the grass
forgetting reality for a time
but the shadows have descended
like dark winged monsters enraged
hungry for the light that glows within
unable to move from this nightmare
I succumb to the darkness inside of me

-The Elusive Scribe 03172017

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I’d Love to

I’d love to steal the first kiss from your lips
while the sun is still busy yawning in the horizon.
I’d love to be the one to pour you your coffee
even when I haven’t drank a sip from mine.
I’d love to be the one to see you off to work,
sending you kisses by the door.
I’d love to welcome you home with the tightest embrace,
and serve you the best dinner to satisfy your hunger.
I’d love to cuddle next to you while we watch TV
and who knows where this might lead if you’ve been good to me?
I’d love to leave you the sweetest kiss before you sleep,
and whisper to your ear that I’ll see you in my dreams.

-eamarifosque 102813-

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Nightmares

creeping shadows that slither and slide,
on cracks and spaces on the edges of a dream.
transforming themselves into nightmares
only the mind can conjure in its sleep.
devilish eyes with gap toothed grins
dragging souls screaming into the night.
calling for help, crying to the heavens,
but the stars only twinkle in their silence.
afraid to shine bright to dispel the shadows
that come to claim the dreams of dreamers
in their precious sleep.
stuffed in mouths greedy with hunger
for dreams that are ripe for the taking.
they munch and grind harvested souls
through chipped teeth stained with
fading memories and decaying dreams,
until all that is left of them is dust taken by the wind.

-The Elusive Scribe 071213-

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by your side

 

i will lie by your side and watch you deep in sleep,
loving the way my hands cradle your head as you
put your trust in me.
these moments when everything is right with the
world,
just the two of us, loving every single moment that
our hearts have in store for us.
until the morrow comes and we’ll go back to a world
where we can’t do anything but be apart,
waiting for the end that we often speak of in dreams,
where we are the ones who will write our happy
ending.

-eamarifosque 062413-