You neither sleep nor weep,
While I sleep, the sleep of the just or unjust?
Awaking, lust
Is replaced
By a kind of guilt
Mixed with tenderness?
I can not see your face
And the Quilt
Covers
That
Which
Perhaps
Should
Have
Remained
Undiscovered.
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K Morris - Poet 
I like the contrast between the sleep of the just and unjust – in some cases, remarkably similar.
Many thanks for your comment and liking my poem. As you say, the sleep slept by the just and the unjust is often similar in nature, indeed it may be impossible to determine which is which. Kevin