Insomnia: A Poem by Anna Maria

Insomnia

Blood shot eyes and restless,
I journey through the night flight of imagination.
Thoughts, ideas rush through my brain:

speed of the light of stars.

My spirit flies out my window ever open,
and mingles with mist of wind and salt of sea.
I ride the bare backs of stallions on night clouds

and pay visit to the moon.

There, I bury my body in white dust
and sleep rejuvenation for a thousand years.
When ageless beauty has kissed my face,

I step through glass into music.

© November 2004 Anna Maria
www.andthesunrises.com

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[langstonify]

Well done. Thank you.

[NewWarriorMan2]

You are interesting.