February 27, 2008

Guardian of Rest

By Charles Sapp II

I have been conditioned
to write at night;
scripting dreams with the wield of my pen.

I cannot escape the need of perfection.
I cannot erase a single word from this page
without the fear that I will somehow alter fate;
and I will be erased
from your mind
and your dreams.

I rather illustrate your beauty with words
and keep you here for eternity.
My right hand holds your hand as you enter REM.
You are at peace
and safe
as long as I keep writing.

I want to be the last thing you see when you close your eyes
and the first to greet you as you awake;
outshining the Sun.