I awake
In the predawn hours,
Pulled from
Another dream
Of your arms about me,
Loving me and
Holding me close,
To find myself
Alone
Once more
In the dark.
I've known you
Before
But always
In the deepest depths
Of the night.
Are you real?
Why can't you
Be real?
Is it too much
To ask the Divine
For you
To could come
To me
A flesh and blood
Man, and not
A fleeting presence
In the night?
If you are
Somehow real
And not
A mere figment of
My imagination,
Why can't you stay?
Won't you stay?
At least until
The sun rises to
Illuminate your face
Before you smile and
Kiss me goodbye,
Leaving me
Until the night
Brings you to me
Once more...
A poem of longing if there ever was one, in the deep dark night. It seems to be in the nature of loneliness that personas of love appear in our dreams and this is the stuff of what dreams are made of.
The Wizard and the Warlord - The Wardstone Trilogy-Book III** is the gripping conclusion to the epic fantasy trilogy that M. R. Mathias wrote in a Texas prison. This compelling volume brings the elves, dwarves, giants, and the dragons into the story
Since committing an environmental crime on the post apocolyptic planet Klairn is grounds for execution, investigating the guilty is quite dangerous for a Protector of Klairn.
The rookies joining the ranks of this elite core of environmental spies
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