Cathy Hodgson

Freshman - 871 Points (USA Ohio)

Misled Nyctophiliac - Poem by Cathy Hodgson

Lost is moon that whispers
Lengthy sun yearns for night
Mind wanders in fantasy
Visions dance with midnight wind

Sleep is a slumber of dreams
Soft is my breathing pillow
What rhythm that rocks me to slumber
Under this living melody

Limbs entangled is amatory
Amid the quiet dawn
Yet too soon it will all vanish
With the rising of morning sun!

© cat hodgson

Topic(s) of this poem: lovers

Form: Free Verse


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 5, 2015



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