Florence

Florence

Close your eyes

Night comes

Soft low light

Drift off

In a dream

Softly

Lay you down

Moss fields

All around

You lay

And drift away

I’m holding you with all of my heart

Lean in to hear you breathing

Perfect like you are

Even when your sleeping

Blue gray

Like your eyes

Bad days

Will arrive

Breath in

Give it time

Listen

Touch the ground

Beauty

All around

Breath in

Breath out

I’m holding you with all of my heart

Lean in to hear you breathing

Perfect like you are

Even when your sleeping