Photo by Graham A Stephen (http://geotopoi.wordpress.com)
Like Lego we fit nice and tight
under the sheet
where nightmares remain quiet.
When he’s next to me,
the dark doesn’t scratch; it doesn’t bite.
Nothing to be frightened about.
His deep breathing reassures me
sleep is not a fantasy.
I coax the sandman to take my hand.
With his arms encircling me,
my eyes drift shut and shadows leave.
The darkness whispers bravely –
I’ll be back when your love is gone.
Rest now, my dear and remember –
nightmares never ever stay away.
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