That time again – when we close the blinds, the book, our eyes, and lie together on the bed. You drink your last milk feed, as I drink you in, nose to head – sweet baby smell of just-washed-hair – and all I do is stare and stare and stare. And when […]
sleep
A good night
Lying beside me, your eyes closed, in that place between Here and There. The day has been packed up and folded away neatly for tomorrow, the evening pulled around us like a heavy blanket, comforting. I wear the almost-darkness like a dressing gown, and it wraps around us for a while. Whispers of sounds skip in […]