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You lay sleeping
You lay sleeping, and I, awake, focus on you’re steady breathing in hopes it will lull me into at very least a meditative trance, if not actual sleep. I stare into the blackness of the room, it’s expansiveness surprises me, intrigues me, then scares me, so I close my eyes blocking out the night. Rolling over I huddle into a ball and try to sleep. The electric hum of the household appliances fill the void, your occasional snores and snorts intersperse their melody. You lay sleeping, and I? I lay still resisting the urge to get up as I believe if I just lay still sleep will come, eventually. You roll over and cuddle me. You lay sleeping, and I lay awake but happy wrapped in your arms, your knees snug up behind mine. I feel the rhythmic rise and fall of your chest and try to mirror it. Slowly surly my eyes get heavy, the thoughts dissipate from my mind and I feel the heaviness of sleep being to over take me. BING, my phone intones from the living room. At first I ignore it, too tired and cozy to care, then I begin to wonder who it could be, and why. I have to know, and besides I’m thirsty, and I could pee. You roll over, and I get up. You lay sleeping and I scroll mindless through my phone, the bright light making me squint so I put it aside. “You ok”, I hear from the bedroom. “Yup”, I reply. You instantly fall back into your easy slumber. I sit there in the darkness tired but awake. I wish I could be you for just one night, sleeping so peacefully and easily. How do you do it? Why can’t I? You lay sleeping ….
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