When I fall asleep

Since I and this world were introduced,

many, many years ago,

we have nurtured unconditional a passion,

that has lasted all the time.

We have enjoyed every day living together,

although huge crowd gathered around us,

prompt to envy and end this endearment.

Never have I been afraid of,

for they don’t know, or even imagine,

what kind of power that enrobes

so true and tireless a lover’s heart.

When I fall asleep, far from the world,

I don’t let it on strange hands,

averse to my delight.

I leave it, in the fogs of night,

in the care of nothing less than

its Creator.


Published in the July 2016 issue of The Basil O’Flaherty.


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