Sweet Slumber

Lying quietly in the dark,

head on pillow,

waiting for sleep.


The body relaxes,

the mind begins to drift

but the brain synapses     

will not stop firing 

their negative thoughts.


Sweet slumber 

I see you hiding just beyond

that gossamer veil


Come for me,

take me into your arms

and rock me gently,

till my eyes grow

weary and my body slackens



do you not hear me calling to you gently, 

relentlessly, begging for

release from the whirling dervish of my thoughts?

© annettealaine-2012



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