Midnight yearnings

My eye lids are attached to cement blocks pulling them closed; all I want is sleep and yet I resist
the urge and valiantly struggle to keep my eyes open.
Lying in bed, I listen to you breathe. Soft musical notes float in the background
and I long to float along with them
wanting them to reach over, pull the covers up to my chin, and sing me softly to sleep
and yet my eyes are still open.
Insomnia - my long lost friend. Where have you been all these sleep-filled nights?
We were so close, but have grown apart. And now you have found me again - wrapped me in your encompassing embrace; you kiss me gently on my cheek.
and all I want is sleep.
And all you want is me.