Wake up now, you're out of bed!
Morpheus is appeased
The dreams have ceased
The day you still have to seize.
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Tis for a feeling when supine Eons of blissful sleep divine. addiction and its consequences..... well portrayed dear poetess. thank u very much. tony
Great poem. Very well written. As a chronic insomniac I crave a night in the arms of Morpheus.