They call me a restless insomniac
Sleep deprived and a little depressed
That is not how I see it
A loving soul is inside of me
A little fragile and needs a constant caress
The night comes on so very blind
It goes on and on until the daylight
Bragging on about her hold
Upon my life that it controls
I would not settle for anything less
A lot to cover within this mess
A fear haunts me on missing out
On life and her colorful breast
Tattooed and etched upon her chest
Souls of blind and the oppressed
Time is limited within this life
A lot to see and a lot to suppress
I might get my peace at the end
An eternal rest of satiated sleep
Nick Kler
really a good poet you are,,,read twice ..liked it ..intersting , heart catchy idea and impressive..hope you go through my poems too and do comments..I am peace wisher poet with 6 books and believe in love for all and peace....here is my famous say for peace...((( a friendly smile is the best weapon of war to fight with..afzal shauq )))