Deep Sleep
The sun peaking through my room,
Scratching at my back.
With it's heat,
Melting through my sheet.
Oh please, Oh please.
I plead,
Leaving no faze on the lights waking me.
Defeated,
Leering myself up.
Toes lingering to the floor,
Waiting for the touch to send chills up my legs.
Surprised by the warm heat,
Taking my defeat,
To a more deep sleep.
Copyright © Matt Daniels | Year Posted 2011
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