Sleep Beckons Me

Sleep beckons me
like a mistress crooking her finger
urging me to step closer
into her waiting embrace.
It is in that embrace
that I succumb to my darkness
letting it run rampant
like a sky void of all light
where not even a star
twinkles
to light the way.

Sleep beckons me
like a mistress, waiting
to embrace me
and accept the darkness
within.
~~~
© AC Elliott, 5-Dec-2017

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