My Secret Public Journal
A Window Into My Thoughts, Left Unlocked.
Sunday, August 25, 2024
He Sleeps
He Sleeps
By Dave
He sleeps,
tiny heartbeat
against my chest.
The world fades,
leaving only
his warmth,
the rise and fall
of breath, a yawn,
a stretch.
In his quiet trust,
I find peace.
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