Enfold me in your ambrosial embrace
so I can hear the fairies enrapture
me with their honeyed whispers.

Kiss away the tumultuous tears
that threaten to drown my
unhinged reason.

Protect me from grating realities
so I can dance in my fanciful field
of dizzy daisies and bountiful bluebells.

Let me live my lucid life
through worthwhile you.

I shun my heart’s haranguing.
I spit on its pernicious presence.
I scream at it to be silent.
I smother it with a pillow.

But it’s no good.
It will not be quiet -
it demands the relinquishment of cosiness,
it makes the final demand
to walk.