Sleep
Calls to me,
The dreams of the inner mind.
No one can tell me what to dream,
No one can tell me to close my eyes—
They are already.
No one can tell me what I may see and hear,
There’s something different practically everywhere.
Lay me to sleep,
With my head on my pillow,
Soft blankets around me,
Wrapping me tightly.
Sleep.
Dream.
Sleep, dream.
Dream.
Sleep.
I would love to float away,
Have whatever happens, happen.
Be free,
And dream while I sleep.
