Chasing Sleep

One sheep, two sheep,...

She's chasing sleep,
And I'm chasing dreams.
Dreams of her lips on my cheek.

Funny how I only see her when my eyes close.
She's so vividly painted into my head though,
And her voice echoes like a siren luring me in.

Author's Note

Any advice is welcome.

Reviews

[I Am Svetlana]

A poem about an aching heart, how marvelous! It's not easy being away from the one you desire...the line that hit me the most was: "Funny how I only see her when my eyes close," simply because it seems as if whenever your eyes are opened, she seems to not exist. Stunning & haunting words. Great job!

[dillonjensen]

Thank you for your kind words! I'm glad you enjoyed reading this.