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...