Curled up,
eyes flickering in the half-light kiss,
he's turns into your cuddles,
What is he thinking of?
when stuck in the other realm,
what do his dreams hold?
are they as close,
as he is to you,
will he remember his tiny little dreams?
doubts are serious,
in formation of a persona,
he's safe,
so safe,
wriggles and shivers when dreaming,
when his dreams they take hold,
the dreams of the infant,
unknown,
pure gold.
(C) Livvi