Sunday, September 15, 2013

They don't have a name for this, but I do.

I guess that I should sleep.
Is all that I think
When she has nothing else to say to me

I guess I'll lie down
It's all I want
Whenever I open up my mouth

I guess I'll not leave
It seems so nice
To have the company of these earthen walls

I guess it's done
My sleep is nearly as deep
As I once was tall

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