one cause of insomnia...

so it was pitch black darkness
but, yes,
i can still see ...

clearly...

penetrating chills
throbbing my soul,
killing me...

barely...

my music, with closed eyes, turns to
noisy ripples of slashing "cloud tears"
in every surface...

hardly...

tight grip hurts its gentle skin,
sobbed...
its blanket wiped its tears...

gently...

coz you,    bed    , will take me away,
don't want you to cry...
bring me to that land..

softly...

where, i can..or not..see her...
but the one...and only....way...
to give her a smile...

sadly...

for this night, as we sleep...

my heart is your pillow,

and your face is my dream...

lovely...