There is something very special about waking up with someone you are pleased to have spent the night with. I have other poems which descibe the icy zone in the marital bed but, today, let's focus on the more pleasurable scenario of harmony?

Hold me tight 

Hold me tight, nightly, while I fall
Into sleep’s deep slumber hall
Stand fast and anchor me
While I fly and wingward be
Wait here and be my guide
While I roam, play seek and hide
And then when morning comes
The sun my aching limbs un-numb
Be there, my protective shield
Into your arms, in my dreams, I yield. 

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