My Elusive Friend

 

The night was breezing, 

Oh dear, she wasn't forthcoming. 

At a time she was my most precious, 

She wasn't giving me her company gracious. 

She was a charming seductress,
And an enticing temptress,
I hated to resist her,
Her allure was exceedingly demure.
 

I closed my eyes, 

Begged her to take me over, 

The tinkering thoughts,

Were scaring her from coming closer. 

She hadn't seen such a restless mind, 

Simple yet intertwined, 

Foolish and hungry, 

But of what it was still in a quandary. 

And then in a whiff the calm descended, 

Keeping her promise she quickly ascended,

Before I knew it was already dawn,

Like the elusive pimpernel, she was already bygone.

P.S. This is for my sweet little friend - sleep herself - for whom I was hopelessly searching a few nights back.