Wishing for a cure for the unrest in my mind

do you know the feeling when chaos consumes everything around you and just laying your head on your lovers chest listening to their jeartbeat seems to slow it all down and uts you at ease?

Sleepless nights.

May is a delightful month but gee whiz I wish I could sleep. Posted at 4 a.m.

A quick blurb I wrote one night, not being able to fall asleep, hating how empty my bed had become.

Waiting for sleep, trying to shut off the brain...

Sleep my child, you’re already home,

Dream of a world that’s not forlorn.

http://ow.ly/9qlBS ~aksania sings~ {two songs}   in the morning twenty zillion butterfly wings have burned a belly-full of flower fat, and the shadows of birds will never be the same…