Sleep

Falling in to Sleep

The wind is cool
As my eyes beg to be covered.
I dread the sleep that may envelope.
As sweet as I would like it
To be endless
And for me to not wake,
Life is still sweeter.
I think of an embrace,
But sleep instead embraces me
And I fall not as I would
For a romance or a lover,
But into oblivion
That cares not of me
Nor of my dependence
On a good night’s sleep.

Author's Note

another poem. :)