last night my sleep was
rich delicious
as dark chocolate
stretched full on the couch
to the drone of the local bumbling news
some dogs who dragged
human bones from the woods
so tired even mystery, tragedy
could not entice me
I stumbled to my bed
cradled in soft lamplight
my sleep was as deep
like some deep sea diver
sliding along the dark shadows of the ocean
swimming up, up to morning light
being tenderly kissed awake
like some precious child
like this glorious woman