My Reveille Options

[Heathasm]

Every night, before I nod-
hear the tiding sea,
Listen to my pillow whisper-
Indulge before I sleep...

In the morning's..' morrow's-
Another piece is gone-
My mind-my body-apart;
It's as a waning song

And when I wake at dawn,
I'm not quite sure I see,
When taken from my slumbers
By my reveille

This reveille of silence,
sturred by silky kisses;
To think i'll ever know
What its true existence...