Sweet Slumber

Awake in my mind, though, I am asleep.
Surely I am not?
I sit here at the peak of a scene unfolding
configuring a dream that I caught.
This soulful time is decrypted in a place
higher than my heart and lower than my mind.
Dare I speak it out?
This sound.. it ripples from my spine.
I call out in all directions.
Yes truly now I am alive!
I lay in the thick of this grass
laughing out from kisses that fall on my lips, oh,
what a sticky mess.
Just us three in my melodic trance.
You, me and the breeze of a small stepping prance.
I love you, Honey.
With a sweet, tender, hot and runny
type of love
that feels so good to kiss.
You, me and our child.
This bliss is the thought I ponder
as in a moments time it will be missed.
The youth of your smile
relaxes my heart like the sun on my chest.
I move through this moment of our serenity
as my true awakening brings in a summer mist.

~ B

An Actor's Soul

I am awake. I am alive.
I was created to give off my own vibe.
I am here because you let me be.
I am the child, out to unwind for while
and produce something for the world to see.
I demonstrate a different meaning.
My life; a record of an altered epiphany!
The director has set out to document my stages
and a wide range of emotional tendencies.
This is the body, the scene and a personality expanding.
You hear me through the melody,
peer in on my show
and see the nature of an earthy landing.
I am half of the image.
I am part of a personal descending.
In all, perhaps, I am dreaming
about the encore of an illusive ending.

~ B