let us slumber in the moonlight of our mind
where feathers drift with honeyed dreams in the quiver of breath before a dawn
then sail upon what it is we may find
let us slumber in the brewing of loons
beneath camomile leaves and northern winds crawling
let us make our own cocoon
let us slumber in twilight’s cloak
in essence of birds in flight
ne’er weary of our path
straddling the sway of our yoke
let us slumber in crescent moon
where love bathes softly
breathing swiftly more
in a summer heat where we forever swoon
listen to me read let us slumber
