Most Wanted Posters - Sunday

~When I Lay Down To Sleep~

When I lay down to sleep,

I only dream of her kiss

and being swept away

by a gust of her bliss.

Open or closed;

my insides hate to be apart.

My ears hear her voice

and my hands pray for her heart.

Chicago whispers behind my visions

and the music warms my skin.

It flows to my heart and braces it;

and, her feelings knowingly sink in.

I throw up my hands

and turn to my side.

I would sell my soul

to never say goodbye.

I wake with the sun,

the tears dried in my eyes

with hope for a new day

and blank easel blue skies.

But I still sit alone

and only think of her…