sleep won’t you come to me?

please, please come to me.

i need you right now.

pull me under.

take me to the abyss of dreams.

where trees,

and leaves,

and flowers,

and skies,

are never-ending.

the petals made of silk,

the leaves made of velvet,

with tree trunks covered in cashmere,

and the skies are endless seas of blue hued fireflies,

flying,

& fluttering,

they frame your face,

casting electric shadows,

accentuating your features,

showing the glint in your eyes,

as you stare into mine.

you know that i’m yours,

as i realize you’re mine.

sleep won’t you come to me?

please, please come to me.

please, please comfort me.

because i know when my eyelids open,

it will all be gone for good.

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