Departures Lament

The wont of sleeps will may trip on illusive tonight 

and stumble on a rhythm 

laying plaint and wet in some other dream 


Sleep may gnaw at my pillow tonight 

as the drug of you courses through my veins 

and such capillary wanting 

may perturb the stars 

and question their romance above me hanging 


Aye sleep won't fall so easily 

as I toss and turn, burned by your imagery 

and you may haunt the dawn 

while you call to me 

but tonight for sure, sleep will not bless me readily 



……………………… but I crave your touch, your kiss, holding you, touching you
.... my aching desire is my love for you.

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