Dark cascading whispers hide
within your serenity
from painful hours that have fallen
like leaves
in your sleep.  
If I could bury those hours
deep away from where you think
perhaps your heart would no longer suffer,
and your peace, you could keep.

Inside of a daydream or two
containing soothing moments,
I would love
to softly caress your hands
with the gladness in my heart.
I would send a smile to sit
inside the place that you call home
when your  eyes are open
and your visions
holding sharp.

I would dance upon your chest
with my naked soul,
if it would take away the painful hours
your mind continues
to be faithful to.  
Don't you know that life itself
has written your name
on everything known as me
and that I was born
to comfort you?