fighting dragons and drinking coffee.
i want my head to be the sheet that
covers your bare shoulder when the nightmare wakes you.
i want my lips to be your alarm clock and your lullaby.
i want to be your dream catcher; to fight the demons and dragons and scary thoughts:
the thoughts that make you afraid to get out of bed
when it’s 6 am and you have to face the world again.
i want to be your morning cup of endorphins.
Who needs coffee when you’ve got kisses?
Darling, you’re not the best at sleeping.
and i think it’s because you’ve been doing it wrong:
alone.
Let me be your blanket
and your morning kisses
and your nighttime songbird
and your dream catcher
and your cup of coffee-kisses.
Please, let’s not sleep alone anymore…
because.. well.
i can’t fight Your dragons from My bed.