Sleepless nights, how well I know you! And how adamantly I avoid following you, pathway to slumber. I'd much rather be reading, feeding my mind...loving, and looking into her eyes...in his embrace, his heartbeat drowning out all sounds. And necessary as you are: I feel you cut into my time, shorten my life... I fight you to the point of exhaustion and then, alas! the joke is on me for I fall into you, no matter, and because, of how hard I fight you.
(jmv) |
| It's brighter, with both ends lit. |
