1AM

I have a restlessness
maybe from the humid air
blown about by the fan
or
that some magic will happen if I close my eyes to sleep
Tonight I have cried
For love
More for gratitude
Talking to a dear friend
in the dark of night
Telling her how precious she is to me
I whisper these intimacies
Into the darkness
And while pouring my full heart out
of hope and disappointments
Wanting to fill her giggling pink sparkle light
That she so often shares with me
I hug my puffy feather pillow
with the big orange gerbera daisy on it
As if it were her
Holding on not wanting to break the spell
Of loving me just as I am and were I am at
I tell her we must go to the roof top bar
Her and I alone
And just chat
Fill the inbetween times of doctors appoointment
with something special
So I seek the night for some ordinary magic
that will easy this heart that is spilling over
With love's tears