Covers pulled over me,
Yet sleep looks like a distant dream.
Gazing at the night sky,
Listening to my own soft sigh.
Sleepless nights...
Looking at the dark
With dreamy eyes
The night - full of dreams,
But sleepless.
Covers pulled over us
And the ruling feelings of passion and lust.
Gazing at you,
Wondering if it's true.
Sleepless nights...
Of a different kind!
Mustafa Mun
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sleepless-nights-15/
