a study toward sonnet #961 by FisherKingKQJ
Daylight saving stretches my lack of sleep
Both ends of day twenty four by seven;
I know it's overwork that I now reap,
Your peaceful pale eyelids suggest heaven.
It's too much to ask that your hugs leaven
Bad humour in my back, and both hamstrings;
You're free for drinks and smiles at eleven,
At five your arm is all snooze button pings.
Contemplating sweet you respite sure wrings,
Unblinking, you're stars in the desert sky,
Unblinding, you're sunrays sunrise brings,
In torments I'm still lucky I could now cry.
We've met out there in your astral travel,
You've hit on my deep aches with a gavel.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 travel
o $10,000,000 journey
o $10,000,000 passage
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