Eyelids exhausted
Eyeball hug deprivation
Eye go down with nod
Bed calls long distance
"I'll come back to you," on phone
My sweet cuddling friend
My empty arms want
Special lady; pillow grasped
I'm super squishy
Clock wars against bed
Treadmill time until sweet rest
Both us are run down
Now I lay me down
Warmth spreads its wings over me
Sleep holds soft my face
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