First and Foremost

First and

Foremost

It is the stories

They keep me up

Beg to be told

When I am still

And sleepy

So I write them for

Myself

Tangled between thoughts

About today

And tomorrow

Waking dreams of 

My own creation

I die often

Save a life for mine

I give kisses

That is always confusing

In hindsight

But 

Sweet

I have wings

Occasionally

Imagine flying

And sometimes

I am also still in my mind

Though not often

The stories are 

Stronger

Than everything

A spare moment 

Spent in silence

Is consumed

It keeps me charmed

Leaves me trailing like a hopeful puppy

Even my sleep is filled with them