The chill felt upon dawn after a fire has gone out, <br />is like no other chill, <br />your body is a stone of heat, <br />and as the ash from bonfires gather <br />through it's pores you leak. <br /> <br />These are my thoughts before I sleep. <br /> <br />The taste of friendship is cut short, <br />the ride you've hitched has withered dead, <br />you're back in contact with the street, <br />miles of land solemnly tread, <br />all of this travel in hopes we'll meet. <br /> <br />These are my thoughts before I sleep <br /> <br />Entering my home after adventure <br />I'm congratulated by many who don't matter <br />I avoid the shallow and sheep, <br />seeking instead, <br />day in and day after <br />the beauty of red which travels deep, <br /> <br />These are my thoughts before I sleep <br /> <br />it's your pulsing heart which is the base of my art <br />It's your smile that has fended off the cold, <br />alike this song tucking you in asleep <br />you've made it comfortable growing old, <br />finally wrapped in rest by silk sewn sheets, <br /> <br />These are my thoughts before I sleep.<br /><br />Joshua Bantum<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/these-are-my-thoughts-before-i-sleep/
