My mythical creature

 Reach inside me,

taste my dreams while I sleep.

Craft them into cathedrals and gardens for me to wander, come daylight.

Spread your white downy feathers over me

till I am cocooned in safe slumber.

Press your heart against mine

and say nothing,

but breath.

Bring your tender cadence, and find me,

the way that only you can.

Because the night has been so long.

And the shadowed face lies over and over.

The blessing of my father's prayers have waned,

and I need a song to find me

after this madness.

Don't you know something soft to soothe me?

This nightmare I have had is

a recurring terror!

Surely you will find me

and guard me like treasure.

Oh love, tell the Sirens I surrender.

Tell them I am resigned to be lost at sea.

That my vessel isn't strong enough to endure another blow

from the brocade of rocks that await with their incessant calls.

I will sleep so softly then,

my creature standing by.

I will awake and say excitedly, "Oh my love!

Have you read about the cosmic nebula?  

They say it is the most beautiful thing in the universe!

Oh my love, how it reminded me of you when I heard it!"

I will press my own heart when I realize you are not there.

That you were only a dream, a story I imagined,

that there is no one to share all this beauty after all.