A Tired Place

Tired, I stumble,
Sleep consuming my body,
But not my mind.
As I drift away,
I see only you.
The perfect ending,
To a tired day.
Pictures of your smile,
Sounds of your voice,
Your warmth caresses my soul,
And cradles my heart.
Together we drift,
From a tired world-
To an empty place.
Together for one last moment,
Until sleep consumes my mind,
My subconscious.
I drown in the dark with a smile.

~Stacey Q