Rumbling and Moaning

Rumbling and moaning each part of her body pained

Hands weary of the vessels she scraped

Feet rugged skin blue cold, even as she whimpered

The noises only squelched the energy already drained

Deep sunk into her hard coiled mattress

She felt the burden of the earth rest on her shoulder

She perhaps needed another arm to rest hers

To provide her slender figure with warm buttress

While her kernel coalesced to desperate rest

Her mind was free to wander on its way

Nonchalant of the worries to come the next day

The inner most self was at its happiest best

She dreamt about the things her body would crave

Her skin could already feel the orange sun's warmth

As her eye painted a serenity descended from heaven

There stood victorious over melancholy, her spirits brave

The unwavering force of her head stretched leaps and bounds

Until the chirping birds ignited the dawn

The physical self summoned her unrestricted soul

Rumbling and moaning into her body, her spirits drowned