Scantily clad in a mid-summer night’s dream
I feel the tugging of the stars on my heart’s strings
slowly depicting a moonlight melody
with tunes of imagination and fantasy
slowing jogging to the pace of my timeless breathing
and yet I sleep.
Not fully aware that the dawn of a new day
is about to devour the final hour of my somber play
sending me into a restless frenzy
that only a zombie would envy.