Jane Sparkes

Pt 6 - Sleepless Prayer - Poem by Jane Sparkes

If I lay in your arms and bathed in the moment's intoxication, where else but but down would I fall upon standing?
Euphoria, so insidiously delicious, quickly or just one day in the future will be ravaged by a storm of change.
Luck, like tides do ebb and flow, as do conscious will and bodies that fail with certainty.
We strain to relish one moment in time, side by side together, to be held above all others.
This gratification does pull esteem to pieces of joy on a spiral of one way down.
To cease to crave will take our breath away for sure.
Not to want to be touched is to fade to grey.
Soak my troubled yearning with doubt.
Seize the vacuum of my soul and drown my dreams in reality.
Sleep easy.
Dream clearly.
And be comforted by your oneness.
The idyll does not set you free as much as condemn you.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 8, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 31, 2010

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