Tuesday 15 February 2011

Sleep

When our heads are heavy and our eyes filled with mist,
and the light has long murmured its soft goodbye,
we carry the cat up the stairs, his tail curling its own sweet path,
this precious cargo - our companion in dreams,
and, as we slip into bed under the weight of a dozen blankets,
the day pulls its gentle fingers through our hair
and we set sail together through the night.

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