I stay in
under the covers
with a book
and words nestle in my hands.
I disappear into the horizon
of my bed and as the clock
ticks out a lullaby, I find myself
into another chapter.
I am someone else
in somewhere mysterious
and I relax away the day.
Allow the shivers of a new life
dance along my limbs,
until I close my eyes
and let the new world find my dreams.
Poetic Trials 