Tossing turning restlessly mumbling
Conversations from the past run through my head
Bits and pieces falling away like broken glass
Lying safe in bed it was all a bad dream
Thoughts form and splinter, Body weary mind so very awake
Listening to his soft breathing , sitting up watching him sleep
Too early to rise, too early for work, too early for intelligent thoughts
Walls long ago built of concrete and steel, now lay at my feet
Smashed apart with his fists,torn away with his love
My breath catches in my throat, heart pounding still
In his world and his world alone I exist, this simple man into my heart he fits
Sliding back down, snuggling close, his hand closes over mine
Bad dreams now erased....

great visual of the best love