She sleeps
fitfully
fighting demons
I can't possibly scare away.
I wish
I hope
I try
to help
to cure
It's who I am
Who I want to be
To everyone
but to her
more than anyone
~
She sleeps
beautifully
I watch silently
writing here
drinking there
TV whispering football
I long for her
to hold
to touch
to feel
to lay besides her
But I stay where I am
here to her
there
watching silently
as she sleeps
beautifully
~
She sleeps
quietly
while thunder rumbles
distantly
lightening flashes once
and then no more
I write of hope
and like
and maybe a little
fear
of today
and tomorrow
and yesterday
She sleeps
and I am
inspired.
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