To The Mama's who bedshare
Late at night, little feet
shuffle across my dreams,
So I open my eyes
And reach out my arms
And pull you close to me.
We sway to the dance of musical beds
Sleep still a little broken
These versions of you
These versions of me
The loudest love unspoken.
I share my body, I share my heart
And now I share my bed
As you take up the space of all these things
As I gently stroke your head.
And though we’ve tried charts
Rewards and stickers
Your midnight face still shows
No other incentive worth it to you
Than the feeling of safety that grows.
Your final request, to scratch your back
As my fingers draw shapes over you
And when I roll over, I begin to smile
When you start to scratch my back too.
I long to stretch out, take up space on my pillow
Have my body no longer ache
But I also love being
the first to see
The sunlight wash over your face.
So I’ll surrender now, to those midnight calls
Before your hand lets go of mine
How else can you savour a moment more
when you don’t know if it’s the last time.