Soporific (new title)

[brynmawr1]

Waves licking the shore
wet lips mouthing lullabies-
deep loquacious sleep.

Spent last weekend in a cabin on a lake.  It was beautiful but the constant lapping of waves at night was annoying me.  What is also annoying is the endless versions of this poem I wrote since then and this one is nothing like all the others.  In the end, the poem always wins.