littlemisscloud writes

Wakeful Nights

an angel-like hellion 

came by past two in the morning 

right when I clumsily stirred myself 

into fitfulls of ireful, 

meteoric turmoil

he said, 

"be still, my love, 

hush those little storms away 

and come fall out with me for a bit 

we'll swoon over the majestic-looking stars, 

crash into Jupiter's clouds 

then tomorrow, 

you'll learn to see 

how to pick your battles a little more wisely 

leave the shutters yawning, 

you'll thank me later"

 -a.