The Intent Poem by me poet yeps poet

In the darkness of the most ethereal night
my mind takes a flight
to snuggle up and sleep tight
but for the disturbances
'twixt the mid of night

eyes at midnight open wide
am I asleep or in a dream

far distant music I hear
many a loved poet does me endear
vouch that the voice of an angel
comes alive as if
God were the lone musician.

just passed mid night
darkness is as bright as is the darkness
under a candle...a lantern
nearing 3 A.M. most may have observed
darkness clothed in hallucinations
as one visits the loo
have you

early hours of a new morn
like a child is born
fresh cry is heard from the ops room
was it you.

poem is to arouse wisdom
into the minds of those
birthing in mirages
does it ever happen or 'tis simple emotion

Now assess the intent of my poetic vision
romance will shortly commence
soonest one returns from the wilderness
would you love to