Sleep, blessed sleep desert me not <br />But let your tender hands caress my eyes, <br />And all my aching body steep <br />in thy luxurious paradise. <br /> <br />Sleep, blessed sleep be my guide, <br />Through semi-conscious shadows steer, <br />And all thoughts and cares of wakeful hours, <br />May slow but surely disappear.<br /><br />archie langford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sleep-16/
