The Wave
Its time to sleep
Tucked under deep
A place that we can treasure
A human pass time pleasure
A time where the body mellows in stillness
A time for the mind to wander
Upon daytime ponder
A private place that we cradle
Some thoughts feel so fatal
Mocking a movie scene
Your dreams
Of unrealistic views
While you’re under a snooze
You wake with shock and confusion
It had to be real not an illusion
Then fall back
To what you know
The peaceful sinking
To logical thinking
Low
Ebbing breath
Off you go
So slow
Toward your trance
Into your sleeping dance
Its time to sleep
Tucked under deep
Without a peep
Embraced
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