Sleep!
Sleep , sleep
I would have you sleep
Like the faltered rose
Reflected in hour glass
The pouring sand
Keeping the time alive.
The wind you are
The face in the sea
A blossom in thorns
A perfume under trees.
Wake , wake
I would have you awake
In the arms of sun
Where you lean
Behind the clouds
To accumulate riches
Shimmering rooftops
Of the rain in stitches.
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