sweet light of day is tired
we must recumbent lie and gain our strength
tomorrow requires every sinew
in these soft and truthful arms
stay awhile and quench the thirst
your soul has hungered for
tomorrow leave no stone unturned
no smile allowed to simmer slow behind a cloud
right now we sleep
replenish sparks and hold stars deep
behind our eyes
with thoughts entwined and hair spread on the pillow
the dreams yet to be dreamed are calling
begging 'please remember'
as the morning starts to rise
but...for now in quiet silence lie
goodnight
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