Sleep State

He dreams 

Left hand spanning my rib cage

gripping, releasing 

Fingers twitching, tickling 

I could wake him

but he is safe

I allow his sleep state to venture

If the waters get too rough 

I’ll gently kiss him back to me 

A precious moment 

when a love falls asleep first 

Window cracked 

cool breeze caressing exposed skin 

A busy street in the distance 

We are safe 

in a sea of white 

as I drift off

too meet him in a dream



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