Team Sleep

The ins and outs of sleep

You wash over me subtle and warm
Falling into the dark so welcoming
My heavy eyes close and I drift
I’m hoping I drift to you.

Meet me under the willow tree
My favorite tree as the branches rise and fall like emotion
You’re there waiting arms out and that smile that makes me feel like home.

We embrace, skin wrapping into each other like warm blankets
I kiss your lips, color fading from the background leaving only us

Reviews

[H.W.]

I like this poem a lot. Sleep to dream, yes?

[Jym Parrella]

It’s unfinished but I truly appreciate you taking time to read it. You described it best.

[H.W.]

I hope you will post it again when it is finished.