the bedspread

opportunity came

a-knocking

i rush to open 

the door

trip over my

wildest dreams

fall headlong

to the floor

in a mist, eerie

yet to clear

a voice, softly 

in my head

opportunity, it's

fool's gold!

better prone lying

than wakeful dead 

 

rip, a lifetime 

in bed spent

sleeping beauty too

serenely bedspread

opportunity came

a-knocking

handsome prince

or kiss of death?