Once Again it is Time for Bed

It is time for bed
And once again I am ready
Feeling dead-tired
Ready to fall in my tracks
Yet, once in bed
I'll be unable to sleep
As my mind and body
Will come to life
And I will yearn
To reach across the bed
To hold you and caress you
But instead I will lay there
In the stillness of the night
Staring at the ceiling for hours
Until a death-like fatigue sets in
And I collapse in a most fitfull sleep
Finally holding you in my arms in my dreams . . .