Demon Of Sleep Poem by Timothy Honeycutt
Demon Of Sleep
As my body tires and tries to sleep. My mind still churns of your beauty.
My eyes are heavy from sleep but I would fight to keep them open just once more to gaze upon your beauty once more before the demon of sleep takes over my body.
8-015-02
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
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