Sandman’s Magic

You are my preference
among the multitude of flashing,
blinking, glittering bodies of light,

your star in the sky
is my peace, so I lay my head
on the cloud of your essence,

just out of reach and
dancing among the cosmos
your voice is like sleep,

the Sandman’s magic
sprinkling a new dream
in my eyes,

oh babe, if only tonight
I could hold your hand
in quiet,

and watch the world
like a lazy, sleepy river
drift by.

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Trace the Steps

hug me,
I dare you to do it again
pull me into that body
I can’t forget,

soft and sweet
stubborn and silent,

the days of summer
being wished away
on the arms of
one midnight embrace,

impetuously
we trace the steps
to self-assurance,

maybe we’ll know one day
if we died too young
and missed our chances.

but you aren’t waiting
for an answer.

Hometown Nights

not a word of warning
about this memory
on restless spring nights,

no crickets calling
no train whistles
no stars,

the city kids here
have never seen the sky like me
clothed in all its diamond glory,

they don’t know the secrets,
of apple orchard drives in the
deep dark night,

the cool, fresh dew
thrilling, calling, to fly
a little faster down those roads,

let me out, let me go
release this wild yearning,
longing for my home.