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Sleepless Eve

I find myself
This sleepless eve
Sat in silence
Deprived of dream

As hands do race
Clock does sound
In thoughts of you
I am bound

A vision seen
Of love so fair
A gentle man
No words compare

Rolling, rolling
Within my head
As I lay here
Upon my bed

And yes I know
In dreams I'd see
That very vision
This sleepless eve

Yet try I have
As I do still
No rest this night
Until thoughts are nil

~THE FLOWING PEN~
9-15-04






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Sleepless Eve