Needs a Title - Sleep Poem

[ღMax]

Step into the cool night air
The moon is full and hanging low
Inhale…
Cold air fills your lungs
Filling you
Relaxing you
Exhale…
You see your breath cloud in front of you
You’re tired. It’s late.
You sit out in the chilled air.
Eyes close. Breathing slows. Eyes open again.
You shiver from both the cold
And the desire to remain awake
But you count your breaths
Inhale…
Exhale…
Inhale…
Exhale…
Eyes close.
Breathing slows.
Drowsyness overtakes you.
Eyes are forced open blearily.
You cannot fight it
And you fall into the black
Silken oblivion of sleep.
Inhale…
Exhale…
Inhale…
Exhale…

[Quill]

*feels very serene now*

[ღMax]

You like it? Really?

[Quill]

*nodnod*

[ღMax]

Any ideas for a title?

[☼ŢỹР¤]

It's cool. And a good title might be, Sleepless desire... that ok? I mean, I just write a lot and that seems like what I'd name it.