Midnight Craving

In the middle of the night, I wake to a craving But it's no midnight snack I want

It's the darkness itself that calls to me Awakening urges long kept in check

Enticing me with its anonymity

Calling to the wildness in my heart

And bidding me to answer

To taste once more the sweetness of the night And the temptation is almost more than I can bear Just as I reach the limits of my control The sun breaks over the horizon

And the beast is held at bay once more

Terri Lyn Stanfield

2/28/2002