Thursday, 4 September 2008


I’m watching you asleep.
Waiting for you to turn over and breathe,
arms over your perfect head.
You’re sleeping unashamedly,
innocently and with abandon.
Your legs are draped over me
and your hand has now found mine,
is gripping me tightly -
I’m glad you trust me to guard your sleep.
My stomach hurts with the desire
to ensure you’re safe and content.

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