Caught
pleasant slumber
twixt
night’s deep sleep
day’s gentle arising
sun cresting
hand reaching
fingers entwining.
Pulled closer
tuck head
curl in tight
listening
gentle rhythm of heart beat
ringing in ear
do you know
how much I treasure
how much I need
this warmth
this care?
I need no one
words spoken
independence;
my truth
my way
my reality.
Time will come
when a hand in mine
arms around
will not be remiss.
A remembrance
alone I am not
there is love
there is warmth
there is support
always here.
Vulnerability
not my natural state
learning I am
not everyone will abuse
the gentleness
the sweetness
that still exists
deep within.
©May 13/21
Picture is my own
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