Sleep
Turning off my mind,
unable to unwind.
I lay awake in my bed,
thoughts of you dance in my head.
Your hand upon my hip,
your tongue on my lip,
your breath in my ear.
I love having you near.
Sleep, this I cannot do,
for fear of losing you.
Copyright © Linda Smith | Year Posted 2006
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