Poem

The sudden awakening
Left me daydreaming
The smells metallic
Like blood on mallet
Tingles on crackled feet
I think of a love I'd like to meet
And warm them on my own
No one to rub them whole
And yet I am filled with word
From love shared in the world
So where's my poem end?
It ends with you my friend!
It ends with words you'll write
Inspired by mysteries of light
And yet words have to fail
On the back of this sweet tale