The ticking clock is the only sound I hear as I awake in the night I pull the strewn satin sheet about me tight It is a place I seek of peace and solitude that is always interrupted by these dreams so rude With my sheet in tow to the edge of the water is where I flee to watch the moon beams dance upon the ripples so free The only company I have in the night are the little fire flies in driftful flight I pray of this loneliness for me to be set free but alas I find myself as a lost ship at sea. I have no port at which to dock no loved one awaiting my return will this desire inside ever cease to burn Here I stand in the dark of night and as always alone with out that special someone ... a love to claim as my own. I know that when the time arrives that I will cease to be the only fears I have is that it will be met by only me. ღ KKD ღ Original by Donna DeLong Matthews June 2004 View All My Poems