Don't look into the eyes of the monster,
You won't like your reflection in them.

Looking through the window
at floating clouds
sun beams melting away
in their fluff
a bird flies by

A slight shiver awakens my spine
your warmth slowly slithers
around me
a strong embrace

The sun shows up again
the clouds have passed
blue skies, calm me

you land a kiss on my shoulder

you go back to bed

and sign off with a light caress down my spine

sign language for

"come back to bed
the sun understands"

Here's to the poems that never made it
I will forever smile in your memory
clandestine