quarta-feira, 30 de março de 2016

Life wide, without sleep


The sleep rolled out and tapped me
awake it said and there I was
middle of the day, not a word to say
To my why, no because

Sleep rolled out like the tide
Like a carpet wet
out of the day
my own duty beneath me, I above

I above fruitful
Each gear of the day
morning afternoon and city play
I all through it, continued rhythm

Sleep rolled onto the edge of his face
He similar to me, the man, a simple period of time
He wednesday and she, she my night, the hair
My own duty beneath me, I in love

I´m in a love so useful
One that´s even warmer than it used to be
One that scares off sleep
One that´s life wide and about that deep

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