Slumber comes,

Not on tiptoes, but like fog

Rolling across evening-dimmed floors

Their gossamer fingers trace

My heavy lids

Each caress deepens the spell

Muscles melt like spring snow

While consciousness frays at the edges

Reality ripples like disturbed water

One blink becomes eternal night

When my eyes finally part

The clock has betrayed me

Lost hours drift like dandelion seeds

Dancing through darkness

While I lay anchored

In slumber's sweet web

Tonight I stand guard

Against those starlit hands

"Not this time," I whisper

But Slumber only hums

Their lavender-scented breath

Already wraps around my thoughts

And before the battle begins

I've already surrendered