Dusk whispers sleep across the water,
Slowing the currents of my heart
And defining each beat of my spirit
As time immobilizes in the shadows.
The sky is alight with twinkling fireflies
And the moon smiles in a wide crescent,
Its white teeth shining in mysterious joy
As it conducts an orchestra of crickets.
A cool breeze plays across my skin,
Leaving a trail of goose bumps
Before tangling its fingers through my hair,
And all the while the river giggles quietly
While sweeping away the troubles of the day.
Shadows leap across the surface of the water
And leave their rippling footprints,
Painting the world a shade darker
As the sun relinquishes its last light.
Thickened floral scents waft through the stillness,
Intoxicating my senses and weighing
upon my eyes
Until, to the sound of reeds quietly rustling,
I awake from my dream.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.