Awake At Midnight
Awake at Midnight
sleep retreats
into tunnels of dewy thoughts
teasing the worn mind
awake at midnight
dreams recede
into caverns of mist
to brew their hazy potions
awake at midnight
weariness seduces the being
seeking to slip away
thirsting for solace in
the numbness of slumber
awake at midnight
still.
Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013
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