My poor eyelids feel oh so heavy
While these love songs are gently playing -
On my headphones, all through my phone -
By a good friend's quirky suggested lady
With a jazzy, Caribbean, or rhumba beat..?
My eyes are itchy and raw,
Craving comfort of a cool bed,
After a long sweltering Texas day
Running all around to get ahead...
My brain is so tired,
From a sugar induced coma
From eating too much food...
My mind is wired,
Always craving more, more...
My words falter...
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