Not Alone

Please. Don’t go. Not yet. I don’t want to be alone. Not tonight. The air feels strange and the clouds are hiding the moon. I can’t get my bearings. Not by stars. I’m so warm, burning on the inside but my skin is cold.

You knew before you you saw me I was in trouble. Was it my tone or my choice of ideas to express? Did my eyes give me away or was it the too-big smile? Most are happy to be fooled into inaction. Most just keep walking by. But will you stop? Stay awhile?

There’s so much more I can do besides care about grammar or punctuation. I have so many songs to sing if only someone can help me with the words. My head hurts again. It’s so hard to think with the pounding. So I let go and let you take over while I try to stay upright.

I can almost feel the caress of your words. Your fingers gently gliding as the pen makes real the fantasy. Soothing and thoughtful, the dusky twilight comes alive with fireflies and poetry. My own thoughts jumbled, nothing to keep me company but for some far off dreamer.