Wilt Me
Drizzle languid silver sleep
upon my lids, lashes curled
to trap my dreams, lest they escape
and sink to the bottom of oceans
Let the windows kiss the sun
hold my face, warmed to sleep
liquid limbs, to slumber on,
and wilt me the afternoon...
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