Daring a voice

     Only lost for a moment. The breath steals away
into the cooling but warm night air. The sighs that
escape as I step outside in my cotton cloud.

     Oh a bit timid I am. Yet so daring. Bright colors
fall over paleness. A smirk sits high upon cheekbones.
Reliving the joy of the evening. A question arises
and still I let it fall away.

   Emptying the mind to a point of boredom. Now
the eyes are feeling heavy. The letters are blurring.
So giddy for knowing soon I will rest for a few hours.

   Holding onto a hope. Yes dear friend I hope that
somewhere out there you want to talk instead of
just smiling.

   Clearly a "shh" is necessary while the soul calms
down to slowness. Emptying out the emotions.
Cater to me the questions to unload. Are you willing
to listen, to hold?

   Now nodding my head to fall asleep. Just a soft
reminder that my pillows are not far away and the sofa
will suffice in a lounger.

   Oh my soul curls up to absorb the warm. Now
drifting. The eyes blink back more and more. So
now even I look forward to the morning. How quickly
the sunlight presses my eyes open. So yes
now the spirit shines as the eyes fall down.

   Hmm. Good night for now.