Hypnos

Taylor Renaldo

I was the worst thing
To happen to you, every night
I would snuggle up with you
And bury myself deep within you
But as the sun rose
From its grave
I went on with my day and night
And night again you would take
My cold heart into you warm arms
I could not remain here forever
But you laid with me
You knew the day would come
When you would embrace me with your grasp
And I would no longer refuse