.
\       |       /

\               •think my               /
pen's almost dry•it's get-
ting oh so hard•ideas seem to just
\   fly on by•i'm unable to deal any more   /
cards•bottom of the barrel•i seem to be
scraping•trapped in a long, dark tunnel•
coherence eluding...the words that need
inking•i need a simple little trick...•to
soothe this perpetual itch•need my
/        bulb come on really quick•hope-        \
fully as soon as I flick on
/               the...switch•               \
|   ooooooooooo   |
•••••••••
•••••••••
•••••••••
•••••••••
•••••
ooo

Sleep surprised her like rain drops surprised a lakes surface,
In a dream she walked in silence,
Wave songs rushed the sandy shore,
his gaze so silent yet she could hear music,
his beating heart

She lived a pleasure in her dream, touching,
running her hand threw his hair,
gliding hands over rippled muscles,
smelling his warmth on her skin,
his lips meeting her aching breath

On the soft breeze he paused,
the sun dipped below the distant ocean,
In the blackness he bowed his head,
diamonds he whispered on her lips

─ Diamonds in the sky.


© Arnay Rumens /A Sol Poet N 2014