Lullaby to me

Saturday, June 06, 2015 0 Comments

It's at the wink of the eyes,
The sleep sliped out,
Awake to the world, 
To wander and to lose.

At the flutter of the eyes,
You tried to beckon,
The sleep lost, 
With dreamy halves.

You tried to erase,
The deep marks etched,
You tried to shut,
The brunts thrown.

At the blink of your eye,
Slowly the sleep seeps in,
Asleep to the world,
Awake to your mind.


Some say he’s half man half fish, others say he’s more of a seventy/thirty split. Either way he’s a fishy bastard. Google

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