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Arriving with the sun
I find you sleeping,
not yet ready to rise,
and I slip in beside you
grateful for the chance
to spend moments
lying beside you.
Together,
no need to be touching
I listen to you breathe,
and it is enough
to fall asleep knowing
I 'll wake later
missing your hearts beat
and find you gone.
But if I am still,
listening,
I can hear your voice
within our home
talking to our children
and I drift off again
lost in the distant rumble
of safety, love and home
knowing all is well.
copyright 2007 Tamera Dobbins