Sleepless

Cut out our eyelids
take them into decorations
consider them considerations of the
Beautiful lonely night
who stays up all of the time
with her thousand twinkling eyes
that never blink
Only to have them ingored
and shunned
by the stunningly
envious hands of dream
So let us not sleep,
but appreciate the dark
she longs for two like us
of pure and moon-like hearts
duo's like us to run
wild in the streets
from the opaque soldiers
from the pounding of their feet
from the sleep warriors
the minions of the sandman
but we shall make them halt where they stand
For we will paint the town
As they paint their unreal dreams
And we'll take a ride on ambitions
as they take a ride on sleep
And I will gladly trade
an eternity of rest;
a lifetime for a day
If it means we could not sleep
if it meant I could stay
with you through
the neglected night
and act out our dreams
in the faintness of starlight
and when my eyes droop
and my thoughts become tight
I will cut out my eyelids
and forever be alive
because I remember and I will never forget
when you whispered in my ear:
"Don't the sleeping
look as if they're dead?"