She Sleeps



She dreamed but just a bit, blue light.
It was soft. It was night. It was splendid.

She breathed deep, and her mind took flight.
It was soft. It was night.  It was splendid.

She let go,  with  slight delight.
It was soft.  It was night.  It was splendid.

She slept, though the room was bright.
It was soft. It was night. It was splendid.

She released, floated toward the light.
It was soft. It was night.  It was splendid.

She sleeps.

CNK


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