When darkness like so many caressing fingers

hurries to be rid of the light, and beckons me

come..come..play in my shadows lets dispense

with this chilly flight

I tremble in my flesh with longing to be in an

endless night where nothing moves around me

and hope is laid to rest.  pain is anestized, the

only thing to touch an endless night to hug

Infolds, dense black nothing surrounds with

sweet bliss, her silence a shield over my ears.

loneliness forgotten among velvet clouds

scolded tears spent drying salty on my cheeks.

An endless night has beckoned me into its

arms. I've gladly gone to know no more of

lives bitter dreams the flow of sorrow like

a river ceased.

Anna Mattingly