Thoughts During An Unsleep ...

two o'clock in the morning.
he's snoring like a buzz saw,
while my mind is full of the day,
again.

gotta get some sleep ... 

it's just out of reach,
there, 
beyond those thoughts, 

I can almost feel it,
almost taste it

no, slipping away again ... 

funny, you get so close.

damn brain
can't turn it off

it's late,
have to sleep,
much to do tomorrow.

think of love ...
comforting, warm, fuzzy,
mmm... sensual, too,

like making love
in the morning,
 
hell, like making love at night,
at noon,

damn,
any time,

the way he feels inside,
that hard slow pace,
then the faster...

oh man,
how about when he just stops?
how that makes...

stop it!
enough already!
get some sleep!

then again,
I could just roll over
and wake him up,
mmm ... love at 2 a.m.
 
maybe then
I can get some sleep.