by Allyn Smith

Created on: October 29, 2009   Last Updated: November 28, 2009

Midnight Hours
(A Villanelle)

You reach out and touch me as you sleep
and waves of confessions I complete
as the midnight hours stealthily creep

Where Pegasus rules is where I leap
when by perfect aim of your cold feet
you reach out and touch me as you sleep

I must have been snoring loud and deep
seduced by vessels of beer and meat
as the midnight hours stealthily creep

When I'm awake I would often weep
beg and pray that would, within our sheet,
you reach out and touch me as you sleep

What manner of love is this I keep
that I would still need you so badly
as the midnight hours stealthily creep

Perhaps the answer I'll never reap
when I move to warm your feet so sweet
you reach out and touch me as you sleep
as the midnight hours stealthily creep

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