A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

26 January 2013

Sweet Dreams

as I slept in your bed last night
and curled up against the pillow
I wondered if this is what its like
to fall asleep happy

no tears dripped down my cheeks
no bitter words stung my ears
instead the ticking of clocks
lulled me to sleep

no terrors invaded my dreams
and an hour stollen
better sleep is hard to find

warm food filled my belly
and more packed up for later
never has this kindness been given to me

I know this happiness is temporary
so I will savor it
until the moment ends

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