restless sleep

i woke from my sleep about one in morning

dark resting eyes awaken in a fresh sought vision

and through the windows view was the full moon shining bright.

there i was in the middle, such a mid dream wonder;

the words were swimming in a pool of dreaming ponder.

there she was, once again – woman adored;

now just comes and goes in teasing haunting visions.

tossing and turning and time silently sneaks into the morning’s light.

beset passion soaked deep within desolate skin covered.

knowing that i have only four more hours to go

before this alarm clock here starts screaming;

still i toss and turn in a suspension of consciousness act.

i woke from my sleep about fifteen minutes before the great day start

dark resting eyes awaken in a fresh sought vision

sunlight peeks and lifts my eyelids good morning.

there i was in the middle, such a mid dream wonder

dark resting eyes awaken in a fresh sought vision.

 

 

 

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