It’s the soft ease
as the day changes state.
I am curled around you like sibilant sound,
peppering your cheeks with cat-kisses
while your clammy fingers
press urgently into my neck.
I could leave you now,
switch off and let the night in
but this, this, is the best time
when you whisper about the world.
We are twined again, arms and
legs and hearts intertwined and
I hear your fears and you are still small
and in thrall enough that I can crush
them with the sound of my voice, spinning
whisper gold out of the warm, sleepy silence
So, I pull you close and breathe
dreams into your ear.
Lori England is an undergraduate student at the Open University, studying for a BA (Hons) in English Literature and Creative Writing. She's a writer and poet from Glasgow, Scotland. Her work has been published in 404 Ink, by Crab Fat Magazine and was shortlisted for the 2015 Bold Types creative writing competition. She is currently juggling studying with bringing up her own tiny girl gang. You can find out more about her work on her blog: here.