you reach deeper into the night than i,
your mind finding
quiet ways
to amuse itself
with my sleeping hands
as your gentle
eyes
cover me like a
soft blanket.
yet even as i
sleep i dream we are dancing,
slow and close, our
bellies barely brushing.
and each day i
awaken to a greater understanding
of why the sun
rises.
6/30/11
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