And you slept.
With blue eyes closed and mouth relaxed
With a simple trust you slept.
Sleep on dear man
With golden threads of hair so soft
Against this, my hand, so soft your hair
You slept on —
As I wondered as one only can
Just how many little one?
How many hands like mine have touched your head in love?
Saw you give in to sleep?
Saw you smile within your dreams?
You give yourself completely to so many hands —
How many that you permitted one more, my own?
As you slept on unaware I kissed your forehead
As soft as a whisper, as soft as golden hair
For beneath my lips an angel lies there
Amen little man.