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I Don't Know Why I Sleep

When little are the hours and friend sleep
Is on me lightly, I am fortunate 
To rouse my tousled mind and open weak 
Eyes, and even with all my imperfect 
   Faculties, behold an earthly heaven. 
   Glod perfection shines with treasured richness 
   Haloing a visage I kiss... again, 
   And hold... before my all too human dreams 
Come and fail to match. I don't know why I
Sleep when dreams already lie beside me, 
But I do, and see the better dream, my
Love, when I see you. The dark does make the
   Day welcome, as does hunger flavor food,
   But Sleep or no, sight or no, thou art good.