SLEEP Sleep, that silent, stealing Mistress, Stealthily creeping up on me no less. My days you steal, My nights you fill, And from you, I gain life, health, fear and loss. You overwhelm me With a wave of lethargy. My eyes heavy and mind drifting, I beg you for one last thing, “My Mistress, set me free.” You make me love You and want You, I can’t live without you. My body aches for a rest, My bones crying their best, To get even a little of You. “Sleep like a baby,” You tell me. I gladly take to Thee. Lulling me to slumber, To Neverland, I clamber, So content, my Mistress, so free. |