Intense heat
then screams.
Awakened again.
Damn Xena
and Morpheus
why must you
curse my dreams?
To sleep
without dreaming,
to dream
without burning,
just one night
of peace
is all I am
yearning.
The ashes
once my soul
now my rage
inflamed,
to the one
destroyer,
I lay
all the blame.
So damn alert.
Eluded again
by sleep.
Its harvest time, Xena
"my sweet",
soon you'll sow
what you reaped.
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**I do not own the copyright for the characters of Xena and Gabrielle. No infringement is intended. Just don't piss off Callisto! :O
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
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