Aqueous Hymns

Liquid lullabies
sing me serenades
of aqueous hymns
that weave around
my quieting mind.

Pitter-patter tranquility
drips into my head
in drifts.

How I long
to hear you,
as your battle
between my
active mind
and weary body
enlivens me.

All the while,
my porcelain skin
hides, shrouded
in the night.