Sleeping In Wait Poem by Bradley Flowers
Sleeping In Wait
There is an alluring feeling
The way the eyes sink low.
they touch to the lids- then shutter
The closed moments that feel like eternity.
They are heavy weights of comfort
Slowly to take place.
Wishing to stay awake—yet,
sight is seen to a losing battle
They are closed, peacefully I could slumber.
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