And so to bed



I take my leave
and sweet repose
comes swiftly,
as do dreams
of those
my muses'
tacit play
til I awake
at break of day.



Poetry by la tristesse
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Written on 2007-04-07 at 23:30

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Rob Graber
This is beautifully written. Lines 5-7 are to me obscure though, and I would like to understand...
2007-04-08