Greatest Ideas Poem by Shane Clawson

He wraps his arm around my chest

While we sleep

I refuse to catch my zzz's

Only in late late hours

I get all my great ideas

Never want to retire

I'll brainstorm

til I deny I'm tired

Covers shield me

Only keeping me warm

When I dream

With a pen in hand,

I'll build on every symbol

Making sure each piece

Fits just right, no creases

Sculpt my dreams

like all Salvador Dali paintings

Never want to retire

I'll brainstorm

Til I deny I'm tired

Verses shoot our of me

Breeze flows in our room

But his body heat

Like a furnace

Keeps me toasty