SPIRIT MELODY

Sing to me my dark-winged Angel.
A melancholy tune upon a breeze.
A sadness fills me from within
as loneliness takes hold.


Your presence haunts my memory
as I feel a cold seep into my skin.
Death blooms a vast array of
emotional debris that leaves me
searching for the night.


Will Morpheus bring images of you
into my dreamscape, or just a shadow
to taunt my soul? I lay in the cool
embrace of the moonlight blanket and
wait for a melody to begin.


~April 14, 2011