I love triumphs
over soft sheets
wrapping my back
whispering muscles
begging for massage
to settle to warmth
touch of old thread
I detach my world
completely for few
hours of silence
cherishing; dreaming
to be awaken by beep
from power grid sleep
in late night scene
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The bliss from undisturbed sleep.. resting in comfortable familiar sheets and bed.. Me time.. well written.. thanks