Fever

flashes of childhood while I toss and turn the visions haunt me, fierce fires slowly burn red ears, cold cloth: fear is beading my brow soft strokes to my face, a cloth cools me now Heaven sent prayer- - -please send relief soon; and grant me grace should I not leave this room. Please look down from your place high up above Sounding your trumpet, please wrap me in love. Fondling fingers - - - life lingers through a thread three times through the hour they said I was dead dreaming, floating on a cloud - - - - -the abyss rescued from death - - - -brought to life by a kiss Please just wrap me neath clouds of angel wings Please stay down there longer, they gently sing