Wake Me, Only If…
written by: Greg Massey
@PoemCrafter
Wake me,
only, if with your kiss.
Hover over me;
soothe me with your gypsy locks as they brush my forehead.
Wake me,
only, to give me your eyes,
for I see them always
as I dream.
Wake me,
when the waning crescent cuts
sharp against the caliginosity
of the deep night;
where the realm of time and space
endure madness until clarity is found.
Wake me, only,
if I may fall asleep once more with you.
Wake me, only,
should I see you each day.
JAN/FEB 2020 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Greg Massey is an American writer and poet who resides on his farm in Olive Branch, Mississippi.
He obtained his B.A. in Liberal Arts from the University of MS and an M.A. in English/Creative Writing from Southern New Hampshire University.
Greg is an English professor at Northwest Community College.
He obtained his B.A. in Liberal Arts from the University of MS and an M.A. in English/Creative Writing from Southern New Hampshire University.
Greg is an English professor at Northwest Community College.
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