Late at night, in the dark
Sleep once again far away
I lay in bed, eyes closed.
Far away, the whine and buzz of late-night traffic
In the yard, a little breeze rustles leaves
Next to me, a quiet snore
From the one I love closest,
Who has a troubled sleep tonight
A little fever and restless twitches
Laying against my side
With his head on my arm
And our fingers entwined.
12 March 2014