Sleep Now Young Man
It's still here
That gentle touch
That soft kiss on the lips
Those soft kisses all over
That tender cheek on cheek
Finger tips passing softly and lightly over smooth skin
I have not forgotten
How could I? This is the essence, my essence
But it's not needed again
And so the young man who was willing to give so much
Must sleep now
Not die, just sleep
It's a mechanistic life now
That's what they all like
That's what they all worship
To-do lists
New things to buy
New things to clean
Renovation after renovation to the home
This breaks and that breaks, and I fix
Let's eat more
Let's buy more
Let's have more silly stupid useless conversations
What a shame!
For I still know where to touch
And how much pressure to place
And how slowly to drag my fingers across
Sleep now young man, just sleep
I will awaken you when, or if, you are needed again
Copyright © Emile Ackbarali | Year Posted 2022
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