Sweet Slumber
Your arms pillow my head gently.
Your body blankets me, keeping me warm.
I do not feel confine or restriction,
As our bodies mold and conform.
I feel a gentle comfort envelope me,
Peaceful, content and free,
As I slip slowly into dreamland,
Your arms still holding me.
So nice. That restful, spooning has to be the greatest of all sleep. Sweet Slumber, indeed.
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful touch you've brought to these lines.
xx,adam.