Aubade to a Sleepless Night
Let me return this to you.
It was a long night,
Restless and aching,
With sheets damp with worry.
Upon your dawning,
I thought to give this back
See if you could do better with it.
With its colorless cast,
Soundless lamenting,
It's not so much that I tired of it,
It just didn't seem to take to my efforts.
So, here it is,
With its soft luring,
Whispering and warmth
It so cruelly withheld from me.
I know as soon as you rise,
It will nuzzle up
To your sunny disposition
And stop racing around
Through the gaps in my breaths.
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