Sacred Sleep

Zonked, lost into the charm of an enticing night, heard the dogs bawl, while no birds chirped. 
Repugnant with a feel of utter Nausea, I wished I had a time of 'breathing spell'. 
Sloshed, with a feel so heavy, cursed everything which made it so dreary. 
It wasn`t a good day nor a good time, nothing so exalting and sublime. 
Got off the enchanting sleep in a wink of an eye, consoled myself with a deceptive lie. 
The broth was tasteless and so was wine, awaited earnestly for a soothing "clime". 
The clandestine thoughts were fading away, and my feelings inside were at fray. 
Tried enough to pacify the convulsion within, but soon seemed like an longing whim. 

Frustrated, fantasized about the past so great, and suddenly I had nothing to hate. 
Sleeping queen and her prince together, united, deep, we stayed in the cover. 
The start of a 'new mother' as we lay, her heart exhilarated on the bounty day. 
Gothic pain she had endured, she never cringed and was best assured. 
Close to her heart I did play, rolled my tongue, kissed her cheeks, as 'they' say. 
Inside, our love hummed to each other, we rose, we paced and then fell together. 
Dreamt of love, pain and anguish as one soul, we were joyous on the paltry dole. 
Clenched to her robe, away from the wily, she clasped me hard, hugged me slyly. 

Stepping back to the reality, deciphered-decoded myself, away from cruelty. 
Sensing the cacophony of a wailing whine, was no longer a complaining swine. 
All I hail is the 'Sacred Sleep', and never complain again of the grievous heap. 
Fluttered in whirlpool while in hay, night was gone, t`was just another beautiful day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!