Tireless thoughts flowing aimlessly
Unceasing in their constant bombardment
Against my militia of dreams
Retreating back, they are as fast as they are sweet
Resilient to wear and Sleep's silent onslaught
Merciless against Slumber's war
Winning every battle with the slight brush of a fingertip
Dewey-eyed lust. like mist, evaporates with a blink of an eye
Unanswering; with motives unknown, it keeps you guessing
Progressing unspoken love.
Restlessly defeated with every flash of ivory
Sleep- unwanted but very much needed
I disown for you.
By Nicholas A. Bello