Moses Ocharo

'She Came To My Bed Last Night'

She came to my bed last night;
so gracefully, with halos bright.
I saw an aura of loneliness about her
for the sky was dull, not even a single star
to while the night with her. Pity!
She sat here, beside my pillow, so pretty.

Said she didn't want to wake me
but only watch me sleep, that only.
She told me about the heavens and the skies,
the winds and the seas, the bats and the fireflies;
and i told her about life and my dreams,
my poetry and all that at daytime beams.

Then when dawn was nigh,
she left. Though so sad to say bye,
shyly she touched my cold brow
seeing I too was dipt in solitude's snow.
Then she kissed me with her lips of silver
and vowed we'll meet tonight by the river.

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Poem Edited: Thursday, May 19, 2011

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