Words bring lullaby
I sleep where I sit to write words are my ultimate lullaby, I've a right of choice. The word's echo, I hear whole the night. No more tongue to taste no more eye to see but the silence of seconds I empathize who is here even to pay a single penny without any want, wander whole night while reclining, I realise. Some unseen despairs and few uncovered lies are the delirium of delight God forgets to send me vibe of night, I'm unable to sleep tight But my biological clock alarms me to feel lullabies of words in romantic night.