Sleep is creeping around the corners of my eyelids.
The room is cold.
A shaft of light spies through the curtains,
Why does light do that?
The curtain never wins.
How can sleep festoon about me, when the spirit
Slips through the chink in the fabric
Of time.
I am watching the shape of nothing.
Mesmerised by nothing.
Soon, the shaft will be a beam reaching in,
Dragging me into the day.
S...

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The gentle tingle of your electric finger down my spine

The wistful sigh of warm breath

The glow of deep soft lamplight and the

Caress of fresh clean sheets.

You tangle yourself up in me.

Our fingers twirl playfully, our heartbeats 

In rhythm. Ba doom, ba doom.

I feel a trickle of uncomfortable sweat down my clavicle, but the thereness outweighs my overheating body. 

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Was it true,

sleep depends on tears?

To refill the well

that had dried up by day,

Or to wet the lids, at the least,

by dreaming sad dreams,

With that tearful hope,

had the sleep come by night?

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Insomniac

The floorboards above

Crack like rheumatic bones

Late at night

The house groans

And wind whispers

Through the open windows

The curtains open

The lights out

The darkness presses

Against the window

A streetlight drops

White light on the path

I can see a pale moon

Crawling through the trees

A cat sashays

Beneath the porch opposi...

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On the empty wall of my room

I think I'll put a picture of the rain. --

Hitting the ground,

And getting up to ankles,

The rain will be wetting my socks

And trousers from below;

Then my eyes will follow

Roof-edges,

Streets,

Sidewalks,

...tick, tick, tick...

Everything in the picture,

Until catching a black brolly,

And the shiny enamel shoes...

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When you told me we were done

That you were thinking of leaving

I tried my best to mend my ways

For dread you'd leave me grieving

I've lately grown used to keeping

The hours that blackbirds keep

Awake by your side till dawn breaks

A condemned man waiting for sleep

On tenterhooks I just get by

Waiting for your decision

Blackbirds sing their songs

With exqu...

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My absent comrade

A fickle and inconstant friend,

of whom I rarely see enough.

It’s within you my dreams reside

but without you, I feel rough.

You’re absent when I need you most,

then sneak up on me, unexpected.

Can’t you see, you’re broken and disjointed

when I need you to be connected?

But if we weren’t to meet again

I doubt that I could I cope.

I ...

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                                 (This is my real curse)
Insomnia a horrid curse

can't sleep can't converse

everyone in the house well away

got to be up early as well today

insomnia had it all my life 

it sucks, I am tired that's life

wish I could close and drift away

awake all night till the break of day

hubby snores so loudly each night

to try and nod I fight and figh...

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It's all I can do
To sit up and gaze upon your beauty
As you lay there
Unaware
Your chest rising
Then falling
Once rugged hair now
glistening and twinkling
As the moonlight catches
And I sigh
You're in so deep now
The streaks of silken hair rise and fall
With every breath
I turn next to your face
Lined with the beauty of age
And wisdom
And stress
And I quietly observe
The flare o...

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