Borrow your bad dreams

When you’re asleep I asked
if i could borrow your dark
dreams. And between palms
I’ll whisper and blow– a prayer;
like soothing a scared baby
I’ll send kisses where
there’s tantrum and sniffles.
This time when your past
returns, there will be no fear;
this time only with my love.

(writteninstead)

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