Thursday, September 9, 2010

Close For Comfort

i lay my head to think and pray
my body is wrapped like a cocoon
blankets hold my body tight
and my hair falls onto the deep purple
the sheets so beautiful and melancholy
as my eyes close, i feel a hand
placed gently on my head
so soft, such comfort in his hand

i try to close my eyes for as long as i can
knowing that when i open them,
the feeling of his hand will be gone
physically gone.
but in my heart, HIS HAND IS HERE.