Oh, sleep, precious sleep.
You are desperately desired and entirely illusive.
Frenzied, fervent dreams – nightmares, even
are missed and mourned as it seems
that they are no more.
Oh, sleep, precious sleep,
you are such a fickle flirt
with your drowsiness you are such a tease
increasing the desire, the want, the need
to fall deeper into you.
Oh sleep, precious sleep,
please come back.
I don’t know what I did to dismay you so
I promise that I’ll change
I’ll do anything that you command.
Oh sleep, precious sleep,
stop being such a flirt –
enticing me to sleepiness and then
leaving me wanting, needing more
with nothing more than a wink & a smile.
Oh sleep, precious sleep
please come back
I miss you…
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