Do Angels Dream?

it’s 6
I sneak a kiss.
I’m dressed for work
And on my feet.
you’re still asleep
lost in a dream,
cuddled on the left.

And as I look down,
I cannot leave.
I cannot take my eyes
Off of peace.

So I bury myself
Once again.
Holding
my favorite piece of art
With my shoes already on.

It’s dark,
But I feel my sunrise.
My world begins
In those last 10 minutes,
I hold you
In wonder

of what angels dream about

And how there’s one
resting her head
On my midnight sun,
Queen coalesced bed.


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