Erato is the Song I Hear in my Sleep

Erato is the song I hear in my sleep

when darkness cloaks the world in maybes,

might be’s, could be’s, and should be’s,

the gray sheen descends over bedrooms,

masking truths and leaving subtle traces of things,

but this is when I hear your song the strongest

like a seabird skirting the ocean of the night,

taking my longing in your thin beak,

streaking through the purple shade of sky

with a tail like a midnight rainbow.

You sing your subtle siren seductions,

your sweet songs of love and blood,

passion, enlightenment, and intrigue,

and your fragile beauty now escapes me,

but I know it rivals wildflowers and gods.