Yours. Ours. Sleep.

Yours. Ours. Sleep.

Those illusive dreams you seem to hide in
And I have
Paced enough
Racing up those stairs; l'm climbing 
Just tell me what's residing
In those dreams your heart and souls in alignment 
Parallel
We're even now. You ready? 
Here I'll time it.
I'll count the z's you count your sheep
A vivid masterpiece
It had to be
For you to be so deep you've grown roots; family tree
The gravity is agony
We're tied in knots, 
Tight together, lightly tipping toes
Around each other
Tiles on the floor board
Dancing as we unite 
We fight we love
Sunrays the sun shines
And this time
A different approach is a necessity.

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[Nariko]

I like how you described sleep in this poem