Wednesday, May 27, 2009

sleepless on the seacoast

my bed is small but vast
i lay here alone under stars
the heavens rise above me
no sleep...i ponder my scars

the bed...hard, the pillow...flat
i twist the covers, toss and turn
my soul has cuts i just can't heal
lying in cold sweat, my body burns

flashes of memories...

fingers tracing my bellybutton
my back arches, i gasp for air
giggles burst as lips kiss my neck
tangled fingers, a firm tug on hair

sandman does not deliver me sleep
staring at green numbers telling time
oh, bless me with sweet dreams please!
induce deep slumber to save my mind

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