Maybe I need sleeping pills.

Until then allow me to annoy you all with my midnight poetry.

Here it goes...

The flute played a melody that woke a breeze
The breeze ran to caress the field of flowers
The flowers flew to get strung into a garland
The garland adorned the neck of her beloved

The clouds parted ways to unveil the moon
The moon sent a glimmer to embelish her eyes
The eyes searched the world to find the heart
The heart that fluttered at the sight of his beloved

When the universe found a love that beautified it,
It beautifully conspired to tie them together

Do comment and tell me if you like it.