The Baku

Devour my dreams while I sleep.

Reach inside and save!

Craft a vapor path from the outer edges of my fears.

Wont you lead me into Cathedrals instead?

Aren't there a gardens for me to wander?

Spread your white downy feathers like a cocoon.

Press your heart against mine,

bring your tender cadence, and find me.

The night has been so long!

The shadowed face lies over and over.

Even the blessing of my father's prayers have waned,

and I need a song to find me!

Don't you know something soft to soothe me?

Surely you will find guard me like treasure.

Oh love, tell the Sirens I surrender.

Tell them I am resigned to be lost at sea.

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.

His taming vapors.

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.

Your dear mismatched parts were only lore 

and even your thinking beard was a dream.

Oh my love! You faded with the smoke of morning!

Now who will help me craft beauty from pain?