Sweetie,
tonight my head is a drum,
but all I want is to close my eyes,
and feel your silken hand softly flow
over my brow,
to quiet the aching,
the slow breaking,
and even in pain,
feel your kiss,
on my forehead,
for slivers of something,
called comfort.
I listen to you breathe,
as you watch me drift to sleep,
and the one thing I know,
is your nearness,
makes me calm,
strong and fearless.
DM 2016