My once serene friend
Lashed at me relentlessly
With blue black turbulence.
Before doing so,
He bellowed a roar,
Foreshadowing
Betrayal, and doom.

Originally written in 2007
Revised 11/25/14

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

sleep with me
in the most innocent sense of the word.
lay by my side
and envelop me
in the sanctuary of your arms.

let me leech your heat
and bury my face into your chest.
run your fingers down my spine
and whisper sweet nothings into my hair.

play with my hair
and hold me close.
sing softly to me
as my eyelids droop.

take me with you
into the dream land
where love is easy
and i can kiss you without interruption.

wake me up with butterfly kisses
and morning breath that smells sweet to me.
kiss me on the nose before you get out of bed
and tell me you'll see me tonight.

i'll lay by myself
in a bed that's cold now
and count the seconds
until i get to sleep with you again.

The oppressive yellow filth
forces its way in.
Takes over the green blanket.
Ignoring it’s a sin.

A casual passerby,
views this unwanted war.
Discord versus conformity.
An everyday chore.

Calling in reinforcements.
Escalates to chemical warfare.
The cruel inhumanity,
because we couldn't share.

A fight for cleanliness,
and a fight for purity.
A useless endeavor.
A wasteful battle of immaturity.

Time is a funny concept,
it can influence your prospect.
It can change the way you think,
sometimes not enough to even blink.

Doesn't that make you think?
Wash your face in the sink,
That will refresh you,
Maybe a nice brew?

Ok now that you're all fresh and new,
try to grasp and understand what only few,
can fully picture,
the picture of time.