sleep like love eludes me tonight
and if sleep like love holds the promise of a sigh
then unlucky me and my cursed eye
that beholds too much and that none beholds
and light is wary to grant respite.
sleep like love eludes me tonight
and if sleep like love holds the promise of your kiss
then deprived am i of this simple bliss
that deepens depths to fathoms fathomless
and whose silence soothes my wakefulness.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
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