Slumber

As lay there hanging above the most tranquil of slumbers

I let myself fall down slowly
into the dark waters of a dreamless sleep

removing my being from its consistent fluttering

as if I were to shut my eyes
and the universe would turn
as black as the abyss

Awakening

Only to find something so precious cradled in my arms

I pull tighter

the breathe she releases
delivers a sigh of subtle relaxed kindness

somehow removing the woe of my reluctance
and gently lifting the discomforts of conflicting passions

scattering the burden of concern
into a myriad of microscopic details

that hint at the comedy of sadness
and the irony of Compassion


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- Ben