Sleeper

Sleeper

I now lie with my arms stretched, 
So you could come and sleep on them. 
They are looking for a sleeper with unkempt air, 
To wake them up, give them a hand, 
And make up for their gloomy gland. 
  
My legs are looking at the sky unattended they lie; 
Where are yours so elusive and soft they cry, 
Come unto them with your healing touch,  
Let the pairs move and fight and love as much, 
Am not in chains yet static still, 
Grounded, cold unable to feel. 
  
My lips are buried frozen un-used, 
My chest is there not there confused, 
My waist my back my face go waste. 
If yours never could come to me, 
I wait and lie look up the sky, 
Uncap the eye and help me fly, 
In prison am I come set me free.