shirts and pillow fights
useful and wonderful zippy cups
fascinated by the light
this romantic child of mine
Tag Archives: bedtime stories
Breathe Like Nobody is Watching
Loving yourself despite all storms
The winter nurses warming your shins
Medicating the old dreams
My skull is now his
My baby boy now grown
This life who once examined me senselessly
Is quite decent now
For more than a decade now
It loves upwards now
For this motherhood little spider ant tickling our bite
God Sheep me the Right
No wonder – zzz’s – fails to attempt
Lash curling my silence it’s thundering bed
God rains with high hopes tilting my bolts
Such fury it purples my room moaning tall
Do I wait for sound poundings
Or ponder the lightning
Regardless I am scared
You’ve made yourself manly
Sheep me the right to find my dear sleep
Nestle me tight and sake poets dreams
