Let Us Be As Time Of Rest

Let us be as time of rest,
Time of day when sleep is at hand.
The warmth through skin
Through lonely night hours,
Though dreams hold us separate
And apart.

This meeting, right before slipping;
This moment before time lays hold;
Hold me
And I’ll forget the day.


Published by Marushka

I dream curiosity and write words that change brains.

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