

Your sleep You are sleepingYour sleep by ~divided-mind
I can see
a brow
the forehead
hair
I can hear
Your peaceful breath
I know
these hair
this skin
are not for me
and never will
I wish
to stroke You
place a subtle kiss
not to wake You
I get up
I count Your eyelashes
which are not for me
and never will
I can't
help it
I touch your hair
I brash your cheek
I know
You aren't sleeping really
the breath only pretends to be peaceful
You get up
I turn my touch into a joke
I know
this smile
is not for me
and never will
I know
it's real
you feel
good by me
it's too big
a reward
for me
I am
so sorry
I need You so much
I know
Your sorrow
is