Incubus

In my dreams i feel You -
A tenebrous incubus
Close, but just out of reach.

Still, i remain -
i can feel the quickening of my pulse,
the beat of my heart. Hammering.

Close. There - almost.

The breeze, is Your touch,
fleeting, promising -
Taunting. Teasing. Tormenting.
...trialling.

You test me.
Over and over again,
i hurt. i want to weep.
but i can't give up.

Come to me.
my arms are empty,
but You can fill them.
my eyes are blinded,
but You let me see.
my words are mute,
but You give me Voice.

Inspire me, dark Muse.

Let my tears wash You.
Let my cries be Your music.
Let my smiles be Your delight.