Vernon J. Davis Jr.
SHE always visits me in the very
deep of night.
And SHE always rises out of eternity
from the foot
of my bed.
And like a wraith, SHE slides silently
Then SHE whispers in my ear,
Thoughts of Love.
SHE kisses me, with Words of Wisdom.
SHE caresses me, with Poetry.
SHE tells me SHE Loves me
and will always come back,
again and again.
And even though I'm afraid to sleep at night,
I always expect HER.
where Words come from.
©6/16/2007 copyright Vernon J. Davis Jr.