"It was a sight of monotony to behold one sheep after another follow the adventurous one, each in turn placing its fore-feet on the breach in the fence, bringing up its hind legs after it, looking around for an instant from the summit, and then making the plunge into the dry ditch."
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, my eyes try to focus in the pitch black but all I can see is your face. It eases my panic and I turn over and taste the pillow with my grin.
Awake, restless, wet and wanting you…. I try to go back to sleep by counting sheep.
Sheep #1
On my side and turned away, I swear I feel the mattress sink underneath your weight.
Sheep #2
I pull my hair away from my neck. I feel your breath in my ear and your beard run over my bare shoulder.
Sheep #3
Your hand rests on my up-turned hip as you slide closer behind me
Sheep #4
Your chest pressed to my back. I time my breathing with yours….and start to fade
Sheep #5
I say a silent prayer to keep you safe and send out a wish that I’ll be in your arms soon
“If I had chances I would spend them with you
to hold you close and let your love surround me” ~YES
