Impact of the Night

Time frozen in the icy climbs of mind.
A clarity of cold that comes to numb the heart sublime.
Snow blanketing the days of free and easy lullabies.
Life reaching through the veil of living darkness of the eye.
He was intent on merely taking just another breath tonight.
Heart beating in a frantic repetition of all life.
Pain reaching through the silence of another frozen flight.
Alone, the chill becomes a brilliant, quaking reverie.
Reminding him of things that used to be.

Memories in sorrow staged are playing through his mind.
More poignant than the magic that he always used to find.
A stirring of emotion had awakened deep inside.
An echo of the love that used to make him feel alive.
The nimbus of a streetlight mocks the visions that unfold.
Rising up, a tale ever longing to be told.
Footsteps, but no shadow cast.
His beating heart into the silent blast
of the illusions of the night.

Early morning depth of darkness rolling in his eyes.
Inky blue, the feeling of surreal.
Listening, he hears another engine dying out.
The silence seems to scream another name upon the wind.
Lover, lost and lonely on the shores of evermore.
Ghostly press of images of yore.
Heart beating in a frantic repetition of all life.
Pain reaching through the silence of another frozen flight.
Alone, the chill becomes a brilliant, quaking reverie.
Reminding him of things that used to be.

A gentle touch, a settling.
Moving with the spirit into dream.
Reaching for the sunlit sparkle of a loving scheme.
A living dream - the impact of the night...

? Michaelette ?

1/20/2003
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