Sleep Calls Softly
Sleep calls soflty,
Tugging at my weary mind.
My soul breathes out,
releasing its burdens into the arms of endless time.
I relax, and my fortress falls,
letting my mind sort through smokelike thoughts,
drifting through a sea of conciousness.
Sleep calls softly,
An entrancing melody,
Distant, but drawing near.
I can feel her presence.
Gently, she draws the strength from me,
Encircling my body like a gentle and welcome breeze.
Soon I cannot hold her weight and I sink slowly into the depth of her comfort...
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