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.