Sleep

Sleep 7/25/13
Sleep: plastic contentment between his lips
rests in his mother's center,
his small frame enveloped in her
voluminous ocean of warm warm
warm all around.

She fills her seat with sleep,
her only rest her infant's comfort,
The two enfold each other,
little arms in her lush limbs,
little head in her soft middle.

Each rests in the rest of the other,
all is still in their one world.