Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Sleep

I wake up and the dream ends,
I am ripped from your arms
I am thrown from your bed
Into the reality of the world,
I am thrown into the cold air
That wakes me from my dreams
And it breaks my heart
To be away from you even temporarily.
Seconds turn to hours and I'm impatiently
Ready for a nap to be alone again...
In your arms, on your chest...

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