I can't think of any way
To link festivity to tranquility
Other than through the euphoria
That overwhelms me
In my serene sanctuary
Every noise-producing button
Is scrupulously switched "off"
Except for the snoozing air conditioner
That regularly self-activates
To keep the inside temperature right
On a dizzyingly hot summer night
by Joan Marques
Just a little poem to welcome Pavlina, she is now in the my Blog links, she was mentioning SLEEP and I am envious sooo, I found these words for her...
have a good sleep everyone. *)
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