Shift

shift

Why do I close my eyes?
Each Time I try to Sleep, I awake to your eerie whistling scream;
I watch myself wander, steeped in Stars,
to your silver train, shrouded in whispering fog.
I feel my voice mingle yours in a hide - and - search Game;
From time number one, your Soul knew my name.

Sleep be not mine.
Her tortured Dreams make love to me, sliding aeons 'cross Minds;
I hear my cries, muffled in velveteen Sky tears;
My feet float aboard your silver train, awash in a frozen mist;
I slip into your body; no game - Reality in shift.

 

originally posted Sunday, April 22, 2012; revised August 2016

© CherylFaith 

seek my SoulPlay -

oh! You found me!

your deep Seer's eyes remind me,

in their shady Blues:

            

I awoke here, 

you caught me 

in the Window watching,

Don't know how I came here,

to Cloud Mount's steepest turret;

                 

ancient Seers played, lived, wrote here;

                      Artemis, I do not deserve this visit

@sardoinalto ThankYou, Friend