I Am Only Sleeping

I sense you tiptoeing on the rim of my night,
so please don't pass me by without calling in;
I'm only sleeping.

Whisper your way into my ears
and push through the shadows;
silence will be there to greet you,
with a pile of empty dreams for you to fill.
Be careful not to trip over anxiety and make sure
you walk round the stack of hopelessness;
you already know your way around my heart.

There's always a band playing in the corner
and we can dance all night.
All I ask is that you leave quietly
and do not wake the sleeping dawn.

? Christine Magee 2003