On the edge of sleep

I often sit in front of a blank screen.

Half awake my head lulls, heavy and dense -

You suck my strength through stretches of silence

In sleepless nights and white flashes of dream.

Eyes closing, fading images of bliss

As slowly spring blossoms, and winter dies,

The sun sets too soon on snowy skies,

Feathers blown apart by a single kiss;

As Orpheus leads me to his chamber

And to questions which provide no answer,

Once again I lose touch with reality.

I search for dark when dawn starts breaking,

As glossy stars on the glass ceiling

Burn on the edge of eternity