the sun sets
as he lays down
to rest

a soft touch
of my lips
to his sleeping
eyes
my fingers
tenderly
combing through
his hair

i whisper so quietly
"quel kaima a'maelamin"
his troubles
still linger
between his eyes
and sleep

kisses soft
whispered love
and now
now
they are swallowed
swallowed
by sleeps
soft
whispers

slowly easing
as he drifts softly away
gently kissed
forever loved
as violet and silver dreams
are wished
past his eyelashes  

"take your rest my beloved"

"lle naa vanima"
"quel kaima"

"a'maelamin"
"esta sinome"

*"all is well"