Soul diva

As I lie alone chasing sleep,
her voice the only beacon in the dark.
Words like smoke drifting into my ear,
soothing the doubt in my heart.

She speaks to me and me alone,
as though standing at the foot of my bed.
Every breath between each word,
like a beat inside my head.

The song she sings of love and loss,
speaking from a life hard lived.
Painting pictures behind my eyes,
of the dreams she is sure to give.

As my waking mind gives up the fight,
and turns to dark and peaceful sleep.
her whispered tales of treasured hearts,
are mine alone to keep.


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