It is not the full moon that frightens me <br />Nor the darkness <br />Strong northern breezes that whirl <br />Nor the quiet of the night <br /> <br />Tis the face I see each eve as I close my eyes and dream <br />A face like a yon’ lighthouse’s beam <br /> <br />Angel eyes shinning in my slumber <br />Soft tender lips that make my heart burn bright <br />Drawing me closer caught within the beauty of your touch <br />I fall beneath your spell… lost without human sight <br />We dance upon billowing white clouds…. Time fades away <br />The enhancement ends and the sun streams upon my bed <br /> <br />Frightened only by the thought of you… <br />When my eyes awaken and I find… <br />My beloved not at my side…<br /><br />Patricia Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thoughts-87/
