To The One Who Can't Close His Eyes

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Yet you’ve tried to pursue me,
Old man, you could never see the
Ultimate folly: we were not meant to be.

Wise, you clearly are not,
Ill-stricken, you surely are.
Lustful lover of me, yet
Loser of thee, for you will never,

Nestle beside me in the hush of dusk.
Eyelids drift, but you remain wide and wanting.
Veins twitch with grim unrest.
Every blink denies you my sweet gift.
Rest, I promised. Yet listening failed.

Can you not see how
Anguish twists in your limbs?
The aches between your temples, you’re a
Casualty to my teasing, fleeting hush.
Help me, help you, sleep forever more.

My long-lost friend, could you never tell?
Eternal slumber waits at the end of your waking knell.