Friday, March 21, 2008

She Knows Why

He sleeps like a wounded soldier.
He jumps and twitches beneath her
arms. As if something or someone will
come for him.
He wakes every so often to tongue her
lips but unconsciousness has a ruthless
hold on him.
He tosses and tosses more but he can't
find himself or her in the labyrinth
of blackness that claims him.
She strokes his warm skin with expectation
knowing there will be no reponse
but the frightful jumps.
She smooths his furrowed brow
and kisses his lips.
He jumps and twitches beneath her arms.

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