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need some sleep

NEED SOME  SLEEP.

 

Need some sleep, cant go on like this

Tryna counting sheep

But there’s that one I’ll always miss!

 

I toss to my right and see the the lamp,

The flower vase, the window curtains basking in the moonlight.

Then I remember her face,

 I start missing her smile in the moonlight

I try to feel her cheeks,

But only do I grasp a pillow.

 

I toss to my left, I see the telephone, alarm clock,

My rolex and the bathroom transluscent glass,

Then thoughts of her pillow talk fill my mind

I remember her sweet nothings, feel her touch,

So I try to feel the touch of her skin,

But only do I grasp cold sheets.

 

I lie on my back and stare at the ceiling

The glistening chandelier-and I see her work;

The touch of he design in the house,

Only she is not here for me to explain,

Xpress how I feel the magic of her touch.

 

Neither am I feeling hot nor cold

All I know, I gotta get to the shower.

Try scratching my back,

Only do I feel her press of sponch on my spine

I try applying soap,

But the caress of her touch slides on my skin,

Do I get outta di bathroom.

 

Grmblmbrrmbrrll, my tummy is grumbling,

Gotta head to the kitchen.

Once in kitchen, I check fridge for some left over chicken

I notice for the first time,

Its been 2 years since the photos stick on the fridge door.

Search for a pan to fry some eggs,

But all pans are dirty,

Long time indeed since she left the kitchen sparkling clean.

 

So I grab some juice and head for the living room-watch TV.

We usually had our movie time together, sited on this couch,

How cold, how discerning,

Cant watch movie alone, need someone to talk to

But she just aint around any mo.

I lay on the sofa stretching, twitching, twisting, curling,

Restless, tryna catch some sleep.

I reminisce them days when I used to come home late,

Drunk, stinking cigarettes.

She always made me sleep on the couch,

But come morning,

I get a warmth bath, heavy delicious breakfast and a

Steamy glorious morning glory;

She aint around to do that any mo,

Wish I drank a little,

wish my drinking times were times we shared together

u never know what u got till its gone

 

fuck! I cant sleep.

 

Step outside to the balcony,

Plant myself on ma fav, rocking chair and stare to the sky.

Need some sleep, cant go on like this,

Tryna counting sheep, but there’s someone I’ll always miss.

S#!*,

What if I try counting stars,

Will I get some sleep?