Skin and Sleep

Tonight I cannot sleep,

Abrasions form as my skin is 

scuffed between the sheets,

With tossing and turning.
My skin itches,

Each layer more painful than the one before,

As bitten nails dig into the ivory twists

Of my body.
An open window, the hum of traffic

And your steady breathing,

As serenity slips further away.
I’m shedding layers

Searching for peace and sleep,

Cotton makes contact, soft and sweet.
Tonight I cannot sleep until

I have embraced nature’s way,

Eve in the sheets, nude and beautiful. 

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