this morning
I closed your eyes
and
watched you
shake yourself
to sleep
you grimaced a little
here and there
and smiled when
I kissed you
as if you were aware it was me
though you had already begun to
shake yourself to sleep
I held your
delicate hand
with it's fine lines and
small fingers
I stroked your hair
and told you
I loved you
and held on
for dear life
I held you close until
I was sure
you had shaken yourself to sleep
as I was walking out the door
spilling coffee on myself
thinking of notes and
harmonies about you and me
you called out my name, just once
I went back to you and watched
as you
shook yourself to sleep