i remember you
asleep. nothing
in your hand.
long and lean
shadowed in
the morning light.
your eyes closed.
your warm and
still body beneath
the sheets. alseep.
no words, no
movement, nowhere
to hurry off to,
but well within
a long and well
earned slumber
beside me, while
i lay there awake,
worried about
everything.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
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