Sleepless In LoveA Poem by Willard WellsSleepless nightsA night of sleep is short, but not abnormal, as my mind starts to race, with a body still seeking sleep. Darkness is around as the walls, the ceiling and all, their nothingness not inviting. In one more effort to find the comfort and peace that I seek, for a few more minutes of sleep. Then in the bed, just heat of her body, brings some peace. Then a touch of my hand. Knowing she's near, tranquility descends on my mind as I find peace, I find sleep. © 2016 Willard WellsReviews
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13 Reviews Added on December 19, 2015 Last Updated on July 14, 2016 AuthorWillard WellsSacramento, CAAboutPhotography and words are my activities to try and keep an over active mind under control. For the most part my pieces have been short since that's how I'm wired. I would like to write something longe.. more..Writing
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