(Photo courtesy of changingwomen.org)
I go to bed with words
Swimming, dancing and floating in my head
They permeate my dreams
Flowing in and out of my consciousness
And sparking my imagination as I sleep
They hold me in a tight embrace
Like a red-hot lover
I give in to the feelings
Opening up, yielding and surrendering
Discovering and Uncovering
Parts of me that were unknown
Hidden deep inside my soul
Each turn of phrase is like a soft kiss on my lips
Words whispering in my ear
An audible sigh
A loud cry
Replete, Present, Fully-formed
Building A Life Of Hope 
“I go to bed with words” YES! Lovely my dear, just lovely!
Thank you! I was composing it in my journal the night before. I was just lying in bed and things just started popping! It is a strange feeling writing while lying down!
I love the paradoxes “yielding and surrendering, covering and uncovering”
“Each turn of phrase is like a soft kiss on my lips”… this is beautiful 🙂
Thank you Tina! I am glad that you enjoyed it!