Sweet Sleep

I don’t care to speak of
how tired I am
or think of it as I crawl
between the covers
at the end of day and
curl myself into a c with
arms wrapped tightly
around this idea that you
are there with me
in the darkness where
everything just melts away,
just melts away, until
I have forgotten
all my worries, all my cares,
and with eyes growing heavy,
slip off silently into such
sweet sleep with you.

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