Author’s Note: Daydreaming can be poetically fatal. The following is evidence that metaphors and vague adolescent fantasies do not mix. This is from a couple of years ago, too…hurrah for the posting of old poetry….

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1.

I said “Beam me up”

And take me there

To that place

Where the stars shimmer

On your flaming copper hair

And I wonder

If the moon will cast shadows

To reveal

That glint in your eyes

Most often mistaken

For insanity.

2.

Lost in the mists

Of ocean-deep eyes

Skimming the surface

Of memories long forgotten

I told you to look

Where you could find

That location

Of endless night

Of glowing twilight

Where the meagre

Inky blackness

Highlights the pallid shade

Of your sun-dappled skin

And grinning teeth.

3.

Trembling in your presence

In the setting

Where the winds whisper

Silent songs

Like your promises

Bittersweet words

Resounding throughout

My existence.

You hold me

In the tender twilight

And hush my fears

Caressing my face

For a moment of immortality.