I inherit sleep by Paneye

I wish I had the ability to see

Crocodiles

Underneath the water

Succumbing to passion

I'm weak

Her pomegranate flowers

I inherit nothing but sleep

Life buries the meek

Underneath the tower

I inherit

Nothing

But sleep

So I'll sail away 

Underneath my sheets

My love for you burns me

Every single hour

I'll crawl away

Underneath my sheets

Your time with me 

Was frozen last week 

In golden amber.