Sleeping Child
When she is sleeping
in my arms,
all disappears,
nothing else matters.
In heartbeats and breaths
measured is time,
so brittle, defenceless
I am lost without her.
Copyright © Miroslaw Eric Sulkowski | Year Posted 2012
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