By Shadygirl   ed4u@hotmail.com
Date: 28 October 1998

Starsweeper

Hear my plea
fall to the floor.
Watch your step.

Offer my neck the stability
of your palm
and please stay.

Watch the sun
shatter
into the night sky.

Speak to me, with
cautious fingertips,
of groundless fear
and boundless future.

Help me sweep
the sky tonight
and collect sun's fragments
for dawn.

Allow your eyes the luxury of
truth
and present me with the
gift, of three words.

Be with me,
my starsweeper,
for eternity
and let me gift myself with
the much awaited
you.

Dawn comes easier
with you at my side.