Am sleeping,

The silent sound,
the open space,
an empty mouth,
the stale air,
in the void,

it is there,
watching you,
from behind the shadow,
into the darkness,
but that is where,
you expect it to be,
not staring into your face,
in the brightest of light,
it watches,

its murmuring whisper echoing in your ear,
its clear reflection glaring in your eye
its hot breath rushing down your neck,
its sweet liquid trickling in your mouth,
its stern stench swirling in your nostrils,
its eternal rapture swimming inside your head