Sleep, till your willow branch bones forget what the sun does to the dancing leaves.
Sleep, till your shadow retracts into your body and you become one with The Other.
Sleep, till these words lose their meaning of hope.
Till your lost loves vanish into the miasma of empty space.
Sleep, till the echoes fall silent in your memory and you are free to weep into the inner ocean of your tearful silence.
Sleep, till you flood your consciousness with the defeat of longing.
Sleep, till they forget who you were, and you forget who He was..
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