Still. Laughter of echoing words

       Longing for the sleep. Words just keep echoing
inside my head. Cannot stop writing.

       Oh every time I stand outside I want to run,
jump. Laughing so loud that I wonder if my neighbors
hear me.

      My heart races and the adrenaline pumps wild
throughout my veins. To walk will tire me but that
means yet again all lonesome in the darkness.

      Company is nice. Not begging. Not asking. Not
even going to say anything. Just listening and waiting
for patience to pull me away.

     Silently I stand outside. Leaning upon my
door frame and listen. Softly the wind lifts the curls
braided. Gentle kisses from the breeze tickles
and sends shivers inside my soul.

     Not really cold just the sense I am not alone.
Wanting to say out loud come sit with me, in silence.
No voice opens. No gesture falls from my limbs.

    Standing. Watching. Feeling. Observing the
night sky's palette overturns the navy to a dark
purple. All hinted by lights. Stars.

    Are you watching? Listening? Observing the
twinkles in the sky?

    Listen to the smoothness of the warm air. Lean
your soul outside and absorb the joy everywhere,
the gentle calm, the peace. Do you feel it?

    Oh here I sit waiting. Enjoying the songs from my
sister's handmade cd. Oh how wonderful are the
choices are. Falling upon a song that takes my
breath away.

    A sincere interest of kindness. Softly I whisper
a prayer. Holding tight upon the memories that
became solid from this song. Now I join in singing.

   Soon I will go to sleep, yes? How about you dear
friend? Please tell me you have finally fallen asleep
so you can draw a hug for me. Warming me to close
my eye.

   Oh yes. The need to just close and sigh. Creating
the dreams from memories. So dear friend remember
me. Hold tight to a prayer for me, for you and for
us. The friendship that hold us here. The bridge of
intricately woven circles of metal.

   Now smile and send kisses and hugs to me.