Arise

Her closed eyes awake

and see heavy darkness,

submerged under a swirly surface.

Fighting for air her mouth exhales

stardust. Arms and legs

escape crescent moon shackles.

Yet dark whispers nestle

her heart and her ears.

Seeping energy frosts her skin.

Stretched fingers reaching, their voices howl

pleading the night. Glittering

dark liquid tumbles,

an outstretched golden cup.

A long sip, the waterfall

of black fire incinerates the demons,

clouds of curling ghosts.

Wrapping sunshine,

she stands aglow

in the kitchen—

smiling over a cup of coffee.