Until Sleep Takes Me

Like malleable puzzle pieces that can fit together in a thousand different ways.

I twine my arm through yours, and cushion my head against your chest. My thumb traces an invisible line between your shoulder blades.

Your body twitches briefly with an involuntary spasm that tells me you have already fallen asleep. I know that I won't fall asleep holding you here. I need to roll over onto the molded pillow that supports my neck and keeps my spine aligned.

But I know you don't mind, and I think I will hold you for just one minute longer.