Gently In The Night Come To Me Poem by Jose F Rosado

Gently in the night
Come to me,
Weaving among dreams and memories,
Breaths through veils,
Faint suggestions,
Loves I lived
But never were.

Wrap me kindly in your arms,
Caress me,
Say no words or whisper secrets
Safely hidden in the daytime
Deep in crevices and caverns
That protect them from the light.

Listen quietly to murmurs
Whispered
From the darkened room
I pass through.
Footsteps, voices, pages turning…
Are they echoes of my making,
… or budding truths that I deny?

Wrap your hand around the candle,
Shield it.
Let no wind blow out its flame…
Nor its light shine out too brightly
Nor its glow suggest the presence,
Of the beasts that may lay hidden,
Lurking hungry in the dark.

Let me breathe this moment,
Briefly.
Let me live in my defiance
Of those things that may yet come.

Let me take them as they take me…
Bit by bit,
… and chunk by chunk.


(April 2010)