Short is my sleep
And long the thoughts of you when awake
No pain no ache
But fond thirst which need to be quenched
Long is the night’s yearn
To lay and sleep
Shortly to awake
The pinching thoughts at my side
No pain no ache
Into a deep day dream
Me to be transported
Sad when the morning rhymes descend
They cut my woven thoughts
Another day
Another toil in the sun
Before another yearn to sleep
Shortly, then another wake
14.07. 2012
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