It was a dark and stormy night.......

kissed

sound of sleep

piece of me

holding still

the quiet surface

of home

pressed against

my lips

waiting to be

sole (soul)

little 

red shoes

inquisitive eyes

how light

the sound

of bells

trickle down

the full moon

dreaming

closing hope

there are

no students here

only 

the wandering 

blind

from the cold

Follow

Follow

Throw it all

away

and speak

from your heart

as if

you were

a prophet

kneeling humble

and wise

Never succumb

to the powers 

that be

trickle in

the poor

and the 

weak

and provide

shelter-

masses of 

smiles

strangers

made friends.

Watch

se-ren-ity

quiet comfort

speak of

sweet things

and fear not

the rising storm

vampire

slip

tucked under

skirt

peaking out pink

whispering hello

on the soft kisses

of youth

drained dead

disappear

there is

a secret tunnel

underneath

this house

where shadows

harbor remembered

and soft kisses

on cold nights realized

where 

the pitter

patter

of footsteps

provides comfort

Take me there

to that old house

and bury me

in the backyard

when I grow old

throw my pictures

in my grave

and throw dirt

over my face.

fright

beware the slow turn

shatter ribs spine in cages

how temporary

Monsters

Can you hear?

echo past

there are plenty 

of things 

to run

from.