You sleep...
A more angelic face I haven't seen
You sleep...
A frightened soul, as into me you lean
Rest your fears on my chest
As I am strongest for you now
Disembark your worries onto my heart
As it beats strongest for you now
My precious love
Protecting you from harm
Is all I have
As you sleep...
Dalia, I am a notorious 'couch sleeper' in which the comfort of a strong man's arms can knock me out no matter what is playing on the television. And yes, it has something to do with the security of resting ones head on someone else's chest or shoulder. Now if I could only find a man who feels the way you just wrote...! ; >) Wonderfully done! Valerie Serendipity Anderson from Sarge Street Studios
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I would like to translate this poem
I found myself at rest in the shoulder of my husband.