My head full of dreams,
Eyes filled with glittering stars,
Whispers from darkness beckon,
Calling, commanding, plaintive.
Beautiful mysteries, exotic enchantings.
“Find me,” the lure of a siren at midnight
Casting dark spells over the heart.
Passionate blooming awaiting
Like that of first romance.
“Find me,” the soul harks within
Life as simplistic as breathing,
A handicap to the senses
Blinding or binding.
Make the choice;
Directions askew with hurried steps
A miss and a pass, too fast.
“Find me,” opposite echoes in the distance.
Will they merge?
To make a single voice.
Perhaps a day
Time leads surprises over horizons
Hope bleeds into the body.