Sleep Now, My Love

I place you, gently on your pillow, first on your back, the weather's cooled, a jumper would not do my sweet, you need to be relaxed and free, I pull the satin sheets up covering the twins, and hear your sigh, yes, I shall be, as all those other nights, behind you, wrapping arms around you, closely, my fingertips caressing, now and then while clutching your committed hands, and huddles, yes, we sleep in synch, I turn while you remain so it behooves to be alert and in our trance when in our night we love and carry on our dance. It has been shocking, folks the sheer intensity of how two simple souls could meet, not in the heat of night but at the Pub, and near enough High Noon, to link, connect their souls and shun what one would think to be essential to us all, and then to hold their hands, and all the other parts just to be one, It puzzles me, and US, yet there would never need to be a doubt, a valiant effort to unravel all, to show the world and get the nod from those who never ever will be on our side. It is a fact that little souls will want you down, to be unhappy and to have them clip your feathered wings. Pay no attention though, it must be YOU and me who will decide, so let me kiss these sleepy eyes, and smell your skin, while I am privileged to sleep in what can be described the company of YOU.