Friday, 21 December 2012

Kiss Me Goodnight



You are magic and so I plead
Kiss me goodnight 
To assure me i’m asleep
And everything betiding

Is just in my dream.
With that withered book in your hand
(that book your father read to you in your young days)
You sat beside me on my bed
“Let’s read about fays, gremlins and nymphs tonight” you said
With my soul dipped in happiness
And my mouth aped in glee
Revealing only an incisor
I nodded as hard as my head could manage.
After the prince uttered his vows
You shut the book and kissed me on the forehead
“Goodnight”.

I shut my eyes
And the wind blew by
Butterflies without wings, lying sore on the ground
Flowers with no scent perishing with no sound
Ammo flying in air
Piercing through the hearts of those feathery things
My heart fluttered loudly
My eyes yawned open as I cried “STOP” at 1.
You sat up from coma and kissed me tenderly
“It was only just a dream” you said with that soothing curve on your face
And I convincingly bolted my eyes again.

 Kiss me again, please
Tell me it’s not real
Tell me i’m just caged in one of those ordeal visions
Then I would know it’ll end.
I don’t want to be fenced in forever
Without a blessed finale,
The thought pricks my organs. 

So please
Kiss me goodnigh
tI’ll come by your grave. 

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