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