Sandman Blues


 He watches

A silhouette in the night

A faceless shadow standing

At the foot of her bed


He stares at her sleeping.

 The rise and fall of her breathing

 Hypnotizes the Sandman


even in the darkness

He sees her clearly

His beloved nightingale


Her exotic lines speaks to him

  feminine curves excites

  Causes his phantom urges to ignite


He longs to touch her

His delicate flower

To taste her moist lips

bath in the warmth

of her arms and  be

baptize in the feeling

of her soft wetness


He stares for hours

Just watching her slumber

Desiring a love

A Sandman can never know


The first rays

Peek through

The black like blue


Yet she has been the

light that has carried

him through the night


  The morning sun

 creeps across the sky

disturbing his yearning


He sighs openly

as he fades

with the dawning


She stirs

  catching just a glimpse

of the man in her dreams

as he fades away

in the breaking of the day


Copyright © 2013 Glynis Rankin


  1. I had goose pimples on my arms reading this, and I agree with Ms. Vee that it’s ‘romantic in a creepy way’ and in my own words, ‘it’s supernaturally riveting!’ Good job Glynis. 🙂

    1. Thank you Sophie.
      The Sandman, you know that specter that greets us in the night just before twilight…LOL!
      May I say, I love your name!

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