Longing Languish

Toss up, how goes in the small hours. Longing, languish, which one will win, come out ahead? Wishing, praying for a good night’s rest,

Becomes a test of skill, and will, to calm and control,

Did I sleep? Yea, sometimes hard to know.

Intentional breathing, counting, repeated, seeming,

To be the way and find the way and sustain through the slog of thoughts swamped in my mind,

Then at some moment, an instant, back to dreamy slumber, longing and languish mix and swirl, who was that girl?

Longing for her, languishing meanwhile, the trial worth it in the end, she’s worth it in the end,

If only I knew her name.

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