Just as sleep bested my eyes -A Poem by Amy Michelle MosierJust as sleep bested my eyes - There came a looming presence - Strange and full of mysteries - That alit upon my rest. There wasn't a familiar word Sufficient for such trespass So silence was the measure For my unexpected guest. Time was also dissolved; Every thought - every breath Was confounded by a love I scarcely struggled against But the hour was growing late So He flew off to find a heart More predisposed and awake And gave me over to the dark.
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