Along the Edge of a Dream

He skates along the edge of her night-dreams,
veering in and out of shadows, silent
and full of a contagious energy
she finds intriguing – and yet frightening.

In the morning, she finds he’s slipped away,
perhaps into some other woman’s dreams;
perhaps to recharge and wait for night fall
when he can again tantalize and taunt.

Such imaginings make her wish for sleep,
that time of evening when beneath covers
she escapes reality and loses
herself in fantasy with the unknown.

Such moments, elusive at times, make life
the passionate adventure she lives for.