Poet13's Blog

                                                             sleeping through bright mornings

                                                       speeding through clear dark nights

                                                            satisfied and stimulated

                                                            senses attuned to every sight and sound

                                                    a thousand points of night guide me to my inner twilight

                                                    the secret private place where I can be who I am

                                                               where anything I attract I become

                                                                                             and everything I fear waits