the smell of your sleep could bring clouds to their weeping knees. defensive facade of my black chipped fingertips serve no purpose against your curled brown lashes flutter. only for a hiccup in your slumber. smile like a sunflower, smell just as sweet. smell of your hair smell of your sleep. to play with your curls filter them through my fingers like sand in a child's small hands. hand in yours. your head rests so well in my lap.