You are fast asleep in my arms. [poem]

I had to give up writing poetry this summer while I was writing and researching for my thesis. On Sunday, I began writing creatively again. And it felt so good. Here is a poem I wrote inspired by the long nap the boyf took in my arms Saturday night.

You are fast asleep in my arms

You are fast asleep in my arms
And I am pinned under your weight
And there is an itch on my nose I can’t reach
But I don’t mind

As I lie there I contemplate
The perfect whorl of your ear
The freckles like constellations
Scattered across your shoulders

Later when you awaken you will regather yourself
And smile sheepishly as you don the armor
(Both physical and mental)
Of your clothes

But for now you are fast asleep in my arms
No longer anonymous
No longer unreachable
But known.

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Do you write creatively, too? What inspires you?