Midnight, Music, and Me
Draw me close, Dear Midnight
Shackle me to your heart
Visit me in my dreams,
Of which you are a part
In cloudy memories,
I’ve heard your subtle song
Each note a coursing stream
For me to drift along
Soothed; rocking back and forth
Cradle my mind to yours
Can you deny your gifts…
Whilst my starved soul implores?
Take me under your wing
Fly with me by your side
Show me those priceless stars
`Tis `neath your crown they hide
Reveal the pulse of night
My heart will stay in tune
For to perform alone…
Inspires my soul to croon
Could you bear such solace…
From one not of your kind?
Though I’d gladly transform
And leave my world behind
Yet, what shall I become?
Already the moon dims
Shall I join the chorus…
Or compose nightly hymns?
Crickets as violins
The wind as harps and flutes
Clarinets are truly…
Whispering bamboo shoots
Frogs have natural bass
Rabbits thump out a beat
Birds voicing their glory
Cicadas dare compete
And to those sounds, we’ll dance
As though Morn doesn’t sleep
On tippy-toes we’ll twirl
O’er mountains we’ll leap
Dear Midnight, partner me
Curtsy, and let’s begin
Cup the curve of my back
Like dew upon my skin
The moon – a ballroom globe
The ground – our hardwood floor
Keep me pressed to your chest,
Like this, forevermore
In the kiss of shadows
Your touch turns raging fire
I blush `gainst ebony
Rose creeps ever higher
Circled in your embrace
Stayed by each breath you take
Dark and handsome Midnight;
Irresistible rake
Each move a prolonged need;
A feeling from within
Verily, I’m smitten
More…as we step and spin
You’re that feel in the air;
Nighttime tranquility
Your mask is my cover;
Half my identity
You haven’t caused my frown
Morn wears blame like a shield
She forces your retreat
`Tis her power to wield
Already her smile curls
Touching all like a mist
Stealing your arms from my waist
Ending our nighttime tryst
Go, since you must, my love
This is but a fasting
Morn’s beauty is bright, but…
`Tis not everlasting
Copyright 2009 ~ Sheila Roy