kimberly craig

Rookie ( i really have to tell? ? ? ? ? / good ole Virginny)

3: 45 Am, Where Is My Sleep Hiding - Poem by kimberly craig

3: 45am, where is my sleep hiding
is it with you, keeping my thoughts company?
send it to me, for tommorrow is too soon
to accept the course of tonight
sandman, be kind, night will no longer comply
with my desperate pleas of rest
you haunt me
with your eversoft, eversweet lips
the unexpected delicacy
of a touch i crave
you have lured me, tempted me into another realm
one where yesterday fails to matter
and tommorrow does not exist
with kisses and a sweet caress
you have returned me to fantasy, unreality
why must you be so irresistable?

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 28, 2006

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