Love And Sleep Poem by John Florio

Love and sleep, are two archenemies,
To settle them, who have remedies?
However, each of us, both we need,
Nurture them, like a garden seed.

Love without sleep, is to go to Hell,
No peace of mind; become restless;
Health goes down, yet we don't care,
For we are trapped in such a snare.

Sleep without love, is to lie on the pyre,
A soulless body burning on the fire;
Having dream to have someone beside,
The morning finds us laying wayside.

When love silently enters the hearts,
The journey of sleep from eyes starts;
Ah, when the hearts are without love,
Like a hungry doe in forest do rove.