Thoughts

 

Thoughts

Your thoughts penetrated the cold last night

And flew in on rose scented air that made me gasp

I sat up, startled, fully awake

And looked around the darkness to perceive a light

But there was none there, not even a flicker.

I waited for what I did not know

And grew exasperated in the waiting

Fluffing the pillow to throw under my head,

I thought I heard a breath not mine

And then a low and luring laugh.

"Who's there?" I dared, afraid to dare

But in my soul I knew the answer

I knew that breath, I knew that laugh

The teasing trace of a mouth I missed

I knew those thoughts and from whence they came.

"What are you doing here?" "What do you want?" 

I whispered to the shadow outlined by moon

Then a cloud passed by outside my window

And hid the shadow deeper still

As our eyes sought each other's in the dark.

"I only want what I've always wanted."

"You."

I heard it clearly, whether with my outer ear

Or in my heart, I could not say

But I heard your thoughts and heard your voice.

At dawn I awakened to ponder the night

And what had transpred and what I had dreamed

I knew you were away and over the ocean

And could not have possibly visited me.

I lay in the glow of morning and madness

Smiling at memories that played in my head

I threw back the covers, escaping their warmth

To find a rose there beside me

And your form, smiling, fading at the foot of my bed.

©️by Voo Shining Stone

Dec 4, 2025

12:20 p.m.