Midnight Garden ~
Only the Flowers are awake
Whispering warmed scents towards your open window ~
Open your eyes and
They look the other way
Like they weren't just walking stalked through Your Dreaming ~
The last time I looked to find Your Sleeping Form I
Found your head resting upon
Their drowsy Tales
Pressed soft against their Scarlet Breasts ~
I tailed you by following their heady trails of piquant perfume & your own good voluminous sighs ~
If I keep mum, they nod to me
Wave me on OK onto your Dream Ships and we swim in your warm blue waters ~
Beneath August Perseid Showers
We walk you, Sleeping, Through the Midnight Garden where
The cool dark earth between your toes causes you to sink and to sigh ~
Ssshhh! They charge,
"Never wake the Sleepwalker!"
(Have you never wondered from whence comes those dirty morning feet and petal-stained pyjamas?)
~ (missimos)