I'm on the verge of slumber,
nightly sleet forming in the corners of my eyes.
My last wish before I fall asleep,
To see your face,
to hear your voice,
leaving it to echo in my mind like lullabies as I sleep &
to say goodnight,
that I love you so much & not to let any bedbugs bite.
For even if time doesn't allow this tonight
at least I'll wake up tomorrow morning
with the flourishing dream to be able to hope to do it again.
-Chrissy Bloom
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