Dark is the Night

Morning splendor I await your arrival
Sleep no longer my survival
Dreams of slumber elude me tonight
With no sleep in sight

Once woken there is no return
For the dream-state of nocturn
Gone are dreams of paradise
Replaced with staring into the dark night

For my angels wake me gently
Whispering to me intently
Reminding me of my destiny
Has yet to be complete

Wake says the voice clearly
For your awoken state is merely
Your opportunity to pen a verse
Allowing the thoughts to disperse

Into words and paragraphs and stanzas
Simple are yours, not extravaganzas
For plain speak is your write
Dreams of slumber elude me tonight