Tuesday, December 20, 2011

To sleep, to think, to dream.

The lull of slumber begins to seem enticing. I strain myself with thoughts of you. What it was, I could never put a finger on. What it's going to be, that becomes the only important thing.

I fall victim to the call of dreams, I close my eyes and hope I find you there.

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