i (laying with sheets strewn <br />across my naked body, <br />like clouds across the moon) <br />always seem to get to sleep, by her: <br />as if she was the night itself. i <br />always dream (to get to sleep by her) <br /> <br />and when, like old age, comes the inescapable dawn, the blast <br />of my alarm clock, I learn to stop dwelling upon the past.<br /><br />Jackson Riley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-laying-with-sheets-strewn/
