That moment before you sleep . . .

Dear readers,

Here’s another little poem for my beloved.

That moment before you sleep…

Work has been forgotten,

And worries have sailed away,

My body imprints itself in the mattress,

At the end of a manic day.

The TV is off,

The fan disperses stale heat,

I look into your eyes,

And there our smiles meet.

Carressed by your loving words,

A pill of joy, I’m addicted,

The only light coming from the lamp.

But it’s from you I feel ignited.

My Goddess in many ways,

Although you prefer I call you princess,

A majesty to whom I’m soverign,

Bringing peace in times of unrest.

I can feel it creeping,

Slumber invading my mind,

I wait for these moments all day,

My muse, my soul, my shrine.

My eyes are slowly waving and shutting,

The last thing I see is your face,

I feel it, that second,

That everything is going to be fine.


About Nicholas Rogers

I am an English journalist/copywriter living in Tegucigalpa, Honduras, and I have been here since 2011. I originally came to work with Casa Alianza, which supports street kids and vulnerable youths. I then stayed on, after meeting Pamela Cruz Lozano, who calls me her adopted Catracho. I work freelance journalism and I have my own translation business. Why did I come here? For the challenge, to open my mind and get out of my comfort zone. I love literature and I've written a book with street kids. I write novels, short stories and poetry, all of which you will find on this blog, as well as a lot of information about Honduras. View all posts by Nicholas Rogers

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