*An aubade is a song from a door or window to a sleeping woman
Night has such a sleepless longing.
The heart-shaped moon peers through your window.
I cannot get enough of you
and your dreams, the finality of church hour bells.
Wake up. Come to me, ecstatic music,
arms of absence need filling
with the shape of mourning doves murmuring
immense sadness.
The day is not over
when two lovers embrace and cannot let go.
Window shades should be opening
a thousand awakening eyes of love.
Sleep has you, cooing doves in your ear,
hushing you into a soft music and silence.
All I can do is stand out here
in the wretchedness of stars exploding.
Martin Willitts Jr is a retired Librarian. He has over 20 chapbooks, plus 15 full-length collections. His most recent chapbook is "You Enter, and It All Falls Apart" (Flutter Press, 2019).
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