Olivia Murray Poet Narrative

I Am Not Asleep

If summer is no longer summer
And the leaves begin to fall-
Prey, I no longer love you,
And I’ll call your name no more.

If I’m found amongst the leaves,
And the rain falls from the sky,
Prey-let me sleep.
And please, don’t ask me why.

When the night curls round me to sleep,
And when it silently dreams
I lay awake in solitude.
So lonely, and torn at the seams. 

I cannot see the beauty,
So I lie amongst the leaves.
When you find me, my love, I prey
Kneel and sing a song for me.

But now, summer is summer,
And I am not asleep.
So take my hand and walk with me.
For your love I am sure to keep.

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James Fraser January 1, 2011 at 12:53 PM I have read all your poems and guys have been mentioned in the comments. Blimey I hope I have Olivia correct. Another beautiful read....:)

Carolyn Devonshire February 13, 2009 at 3:21 PM Donald, I have the same question as Deborah. Were you speaking of "prey" or "pray" as in speaking to God. I enjoyed the poem! Carolyn

Debbie Guzzi January 28, 2009 at 1:21 PM Sounds like Danny Boy (smile) and perhaps? you want pray...to pray to God? Or did you want to allude to being her prey/victim? Light & Love Debbie Guzzi

Jen H. January 26, 2009 at 4:37 PM Woah, word spoken truly with great depth, I really like the last stanza. Welcome to the soup! ~Jen~