When I awoke -2-

When I awoke -2-

When I awoke

Her taller frame was wrapped ‘round me

An arm choking this small draining tube

Her sleeping hair tickling my neck

Titillation of breath warm

Comforting

When I awoke

I carefully freed the drip and smiled

While she slept on

Warm against my cold self

I relished in her sun

In her caring selfless self

When I awoke

The world changed itself to fog

And mist in my clouded brain

Fear and helpless terror

Anxiety made me cling desperate

To and in her warmth

When I awoke

When the pain shook me

She slowly rocked me, hummed a song

If in my life I have to love one woman

It must be her

My sister

When I awoke

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Poem by Darren White

February 12, 2017