Pillows soft and light
tired eyes calling to the night.
A cover big and warm
to protect from nocturnal storms.
Silence deeper than peace
to keep me dreaming within the trees.
Darkness that swarms the sky
but never comes in, no matter how hard it tries.
Thoughts of warmth and gentle touch
slow and sensual without a moments rush.
Tired eyes that call into the night
close now and hold back the light.