i go to sleep tired, i wake up tired

and
what i wrote last night
not super coherent
largely escapist ramblings

i wish i was snuggled up to you
and we could sleep in
all day if we wanted to

i'm not picturing an energetic romp of a sleep in
more of a languid, restful nuzzling
and a whole bunch of actually sleeping together

i bet you're beautiful when you sleep