Sleep Mistress

by Nicole Ney

She makes your eyes glossy,
She makes your body weak.
From your bed she calls,
The sleepy mistress you seek.

You reach for her, but she’s gone
Your hopes to rest are too.
Weary mind, clouded thoughts,
Dark circles like tattoos.

I still hope to see her again
Hope she stays next time
Please stay with me forever
Say you will be mine.