...And she urges me to write another
forcing me out of sleep
nascent from dreams
I scribble in hope,
perchance to make them real
And with such nonchalance
I bury them
soon before she puts
me back to sleep....
These eyes might someday
will never open
And you may find
this half writ piece,
to be read out in a soiree
before a night's sleep
But enchantedly be kept awake,
thinking about it
until she
..puts you too back to sleep..
R.I.P
7 comments:
excellent...exquisite...but i'm dying to know who the "she" is :P the nosy parker that i am :D
Lo :)
got ur mail :) will reply soon. thank you for it...and ur address of course :)
hmmm...interesting. "until she puts you too back to sleep...
great to have a muse! :)
Athena thanks :)
that she...is lucky...
or its u...who is lucky..
before i discern...let me move..
Sophia Whos lucky in this, I may not know. But sure does know who is not...*trying hard to move on*
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