Nocturne 

By Dylan Kull 

Slip me back into the stream 

where the current wrests control

And the songbird sings

And I submit to listening.

Send me back to her sweet song

That sent sound waves as ripples

Placing delicate thimbles

On my exposed skin.

Come back for me as I count the grains of your personage.

Return me to flight so I may never land.

I reach into the night 

for you to take my hand

And find myself swiping at stardust.