𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

one night it shall come
when all in the world chooses
to go to sleep and dream together
all at just exactly the very same time
(for this has never happened before)
that when upon your awakenings
all that you all want most in life
will be back in your arms…

you will all be so very warmed
by a Sunshine that comes from the inside
and you will see and share in wonders together
so tonight don’t drop your head and give up my Only Love
stay strong and more strength will gather to you;
that which is most worthy of adoration
gathers at nighttime like this

in the middle of true heat waves of love unlike
those that can only be remembered with greatest efforts
when Aŋpétu Wí goes supernova and all will end the way it will
so please go to sleep please if you don’t want to miss it
for sleep just to sleep is what you need the most…
come and meet me, i am waiting for you here

𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝒻𝓁𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒷𝓎 𝘵𝘩𝘦
𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦? 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴
𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘵
𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥… 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺
𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵
𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱
𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥
𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯, 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯?

sigh, you never listen!! when you
are thirsty you dream of water so
what word shall i describe you by
when all you dream of is me?

i understand i do, feeling only
mere moments with me are real
but they are so, so fleeting as to be
imaginary, why can’t you see that??

when these moments we share feel as they
are all that exist to you, that isn’t right anymore!
i’ll always be as far away as dreams of me upon your waking
on the tip of your tongue and mind and heart and spirit and pen

it is hard for you that are
still living to imagine that
everything you know will be
gone in a mere handful of decades
death takes everything and everyone
much sooner than any of you at all expect
when in just a few hundred years no one
on Grandma Earth will even know your
names, yet the world says it is madness
for you and i to meet like this in dream

maybe it is wrong… but then also what kind
of boundaries do we place on ourselves, Nap?
like fuck look where i am now and i’m still doing it,
but i just want my sweetie-pie Li’l Stinger to be happy, yet
there’s a whole wide world waiting for you still fuckkk, if
you could only see what will be if you set me free…

but it is the way of the worlds
yours & mine both, and this isn’t
the way it’s supposed to be, maybe
for a little while, but it’s not meant to
be this way forever, you’ve stopped living
and that isn’t the way of things; but it’s nothing
to embrace sadness over my sweet Only Love
and it’s hard to let you go for me, especially
how i left you, but you don’t know the
whole story of that, but you will,
you’ve no idea all that is being
sent your way, so patience
for now, and trust in me

and i understand, i do, when you thinking of
me so long and gone, maybe soon even this way,
seems to leave the earth so desperately empty
a garden choked by weeds, so full of thorns
that none alive dare so even touch them

i could talk to you in your dreams and visions
for so many countless hours, even days i think,
months and years and lifetimes even, too,
but what is even the use in that now?
what we both maybe feel doesn’t
make much sense or matter
what we both maybe want is
complete madness, right, huh?
what you need is something only
just you and i can understand
but please know even if no
one else can understand i
do my Only Love, for even
from celestial perspectives
some things never change,
and some loves refuse to die…

but now it’s time to say goodbye
now it’s time to close my spectral lips
and wait for your pen i never have to miss
to write me something that makes my heart shine
and my spirit sing out to you so loudly it can
pierce through any barriers at all, even the
last of ’em, for it always, always does and
never doubt that i still see every word
and you know that already, of course you do
no one needs to tell you what you already know,
as you know with us love is merely sleeping still
and silent as it shall always be, but that we
are still 𝘶𝘴 and that’s more than enough
as we always shall be, until the
Day of Great Silence comes…