I felt silly.
I felt silly because I didn't want to go to sleep and I was ******* exhausted.
But I wanted to soak in that starry soulshine you shimmer.
It's so easy to fall asleep
in it's radiant rippling warmth,
to float in it.
And it's just as easy to
stay awake in it as well,
to swim in it.
There are three things on this list:
Sleep, and basking in
your existence.
The latter is right at the top,
and sleep is
all the way
at the
bottom.
Writing about you
is all the space
in-between.
But hey, I won't get too deep,
Because it's truly time for
sleep.
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 12:40 AM UTC
I felt silly.
I felt silly because I didn't want to go to sleep and I was ******* exhausted.
But I wanted to soak in that starry soulshine you shimmer.
It's so easy to fall asleep
in it's radiant rippling warmth,
to float in it.
And it's just as easy to
stay awake in it as well,
to swim in it.
There are three things on this list:
Sleep, and basking in
your existence.
The latter is right at the top,
and sleep is
all the way
at the
bottom.
Writing about you
is all the space
in-between.
But hey, I won't get too deep,
Because it's truly time for
sleep.
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