Paeans - and Aches

over the years

Wednesday, April 09, 2003

Love poem from an insomniac

This isn’t gonna sound romantic:
But you’re my sedative,
Sleep comes easy, lying next to you.
Those thoughts... that kept me tossing,
That churned my mind all night,
They don’t come, when i’m lying next to you.
Kissing you goodnight,
Knowing you’ll be there in the morning,
Watching you breathe, lying next to you,
Learning is important,
But loving even more so.
i learned that, lying next to you.


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