hearing you fall alseep

hearing you fall asleep is the sweetest thing
knowing, that in spite of soul-scraping day's work
you will rest and drift off softly
breathing

it's the lazy stretch in your voice cuing
my smile to spread in tender amusement while
your half-finished words tumble
whispering

slumbered limp arms are softly framing
hair compressed and ironed into frenzy as
legs twist and tuck, pillowed
comforting

with lips pursed from sleep's puffs you lie
awaiting a fairy tale's end to the waning night
and I, energized, rise to don the armor,
shining


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