he comes at night

- L.S.
18.06.2014; 03:30am.


I first saw him in a dream;
I had been drowning, deep beneath
Velvety red of fire tongues
And he, my savior, pulled me out.

I had told him, "My lord, your skin's so cold."
(He smiled and said nothing at all.)

The second time I saw him was in a dream, still.
I was chasing a bright red butterfly on the edge of a cliff
And when I slipped and started falling, his arms
Wound tight around my breathless chest.

I had told him, "Your eyes are dark, my lord."
(He looked at me, and I saw myself in raincloud sky.)

The third time he came to me,
We stood on the line between
Heaven, dreams, and truth.
He pulled me into him, and I awoke.

In awe, I said to him, "My lord, you're real."
(He laid down next to me, nesting in my pillows.)

Ever since, he came at night,
Right after sun had set;
He came and said,
"Oh, little queen, how much you've grown."

And every time, I said, "You too."
(Somehow we did, from day to day.)

He came at night,
When stars are highest in the sky;
He came and said,
"Oh, little queen, won't you follow me?"

And every time I said, "I won't."
(He kissed my forehead, and disappeared in the night.)

He came at night,
Right before down.
He came and said,
"I need you, little queen."

And every time, I looked down.
(The pain in his eyes tore me apart.)

So, when one day he came at night,
When stars are highest in the sky,
After he'd knelt and said,
"Oh, little queen, won't you follow me?"

I said, "I can't. But you can take me."
(And everything got lost in smoke.)

I last saw him at the end of a day
When sun was lowest on the ground
He kissed me, and said,
"Goodbye, my little queen."

And I said, "Will you forget me?"
(He smiled, and said nothing at all.)

I think I see him in a blur, even today.
He comes at night, after the sun has set,
And leaves right before dawn,
After he's lain a bouquet on my grave.

He says, "I've loved you. I still do."
(I wish I could say back, "I love you too.")