Somnolent Sisters
Reflection
In the embrace of slumber, two souls entwined,
Their dreams a tapestry of morning light.
Yellow hats, like suns, upon their brows,
As they drift on the tide of night's last breath.
The bed, a canvas of restless sheets,
A testament to the whispers of the night.
Their hands, a gentle dance, holding letters dear,
Messages from the world they leave behind, yet hold so near.
In this quiet chamber, time stands still,
As the lamp beside them casts a gentle will.
The world outside recedes, its din and strife,
As in repose, they find a deeper life.
Their sleep, a journey through the realms of the heart,
Where love and dreams entwine, a brand new start.