Real Love

Sleeps’ Refusal

Sleeps Refusal by Celeste S. Duckworth

Sleep refuses to come…touch my eyes and
bring me relief from my thoughts of you…

Instead memories fill the air with molecules,
That becomes the sound of your voice.
Carried on sultry breezes of warm nights…
Filled with a collection of melodies, Gathered from places far and wide.

Like the span of your arms that enfold me in your dreams,
Feelings giving way to pitch and notes.
This song waiting to be sung upon my lips…

Sleep refuses to come….
And bring me relief from my thoughts of you…|
Sleep refuses to come

Soft tendrils of acoustic intensity wrap around my finger tips.
Curling it’s rhythm around my waist…
Sliding down my toes

a tune that only my piano will play for you…
White and Black keys in sync…Taking us to a higher octave
Then waves of your sweet crescendos
Wash over me onto an orchestra of string instruments.
Tautly keeping perfect time….

Sleep refuses to come….
And bring me relief from my thoughts of you
Sleep refuses to come

Vibrations of you surround me with trembling notes.
Like the caress of your hands…that quickens my breathe
Arpeggios that can never be duplicated…
Fall to the floor of my heart,
As each chord is played in rapid, broken, succession….

Sleep refuses to come….
And bring me relief from my thoughts of you
Sleep refuses to come

The name of this song my love?
Written on my heart is stronger than time…
Soft as the remembrance of you whispering,
I love you in my ear…Fingers entwined with mine…

The name of this song my love?
The name of this song my love?

Sleeps Refusal to Play My Dream

By Celeste S. Duckworth

 

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