A night of sleep
is short, but not abnormal,
as my mind starts to race,
with a body still seeking sleep.

Darkness is around
as the walls,
the ceiling and all,
their nothingness not inviting.

In one more effort
to find the comfort
and peace that I seek,
for a few more minutes of sleep.

Then in the bed,
just heat of her body,
brings some peace.
Then a touch with my hand.

Knowing she's near,
tranquility descends
on my mind
as I find peace, I find sleep.