Sleep is my most humble domain
without it, I think I would go insane
Sifting through my troubles and my woes
resting peacefully,

SLEEP

I saw a picture in a book once
A painting entitled quite simply:"Sleep."
Two women, naked on a bed, covers tossed aside,
Slumbering

Oh slumber sweet where dreams abound.
Where countless fantasies are found.
I drift upon the cotton clouds.
Above the

Tiptoe

One final peep

Gentle kiss

On the cheek

Silence

My bundle of love

Fast asleep

Once in bed

Nothing said

On my pillow

Oh child of slumber,
To while away the night,
And pastel shaded quicksands
engorging souls so light.

Oh child of slumber,
Where