Sleep

Lay me on the rivers bed so I can get to Sleep.

Cold air and water breathing on me from Above

Noone dare come to my rescue, nor say a Word

They turn, for I am in a slumber from which They could not wake

Saturated by the cold river as my bed begins To sink

Laying just as still as a flytrap before she Takes her prey

Sleeping ever so soundly that a clash of Loudest thunder couldn't rise me

Not a noise

Not a flinch

My copper hair now dark from the water

My face and bosom

My knees and toes

Now islands in a fresh water sea

I have never been so beautiful