Bedtime
Tucked up warm
my wife and I cuddling
In between baby Buddha
a giggling, grinning presence
tasting chocolate
sipping Guinness
(never too young for the finer things)
rub her belly for good luck
nuzzle her neck for fun
(ahh- baby powder- new life)
deep inhalations
gummy vacuum
wet nose
mistaken milk faucet
wispy chin ticklers strawberry blonde
responses swift instinctual
no ulterior motives
happy smile, sad cry
tired sleep
sleep the sleep of babes
sleep the sleep of peace
sleep gift of the gods
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