There, Where We Sleep Poem by john wake

There, where we sleep
is where we tear,
Where love lingers loosely;
Clouded by dark fear.

Where we sleep
Is where we were prime,
Where Lovers lose, pry and cry;
Oh! The trying times.

We sleep
As the clock ticks,
Fleeing fast;
Now we acting like pricks

Sleep!
don’t peep
At grass
Behind brick walls
Once you do, it all falls
Then the glance you brace
once beautifully born
Now looks like ash in an urn
And this a turn
From passion that burns.