North Star
We gazed upon you , cold relentless nights, ships made of  plank and feather.
Fitful slumber, oh ye masts full sail , we dipped bow into that great abyss of unconsciousness
betrayed  like deserting soldiers , abandoning the post of my resolve. I slept. Fitful, full of bliss I dared not hope for.  You held me in  surreal reckless abandon like an orphan discovered.
Those words every soul echos in thought “To good to be true” Brave smile mask me a while longer I beg you. I did barely shut my eyes when you stole away my barriers peeling layers of armor effortlessly as the sun brushes away those lazy wisps  in the halcyon days.
I wanted to be strong and comfortable without you, like a dark alley predator you were upon my senses when I slipped under, beguiling me in shadow. Plunging that lovely dagger through the guard I feebly  entrusted myself to. Why must you show me what I crave  when I am powerless to look away, you made me feel, unaware I was feeling, till I woke, dispersing your truth with a shake of my groggy head.
Why North Star? Why guide me into perilous waters, drowning victims in hopes not reality?