In a field. With the moon.
And the dark. And the dirt.
With your mouth. And just one word:
god god god.— Daphne Gottlieb —
this shoulder, rest…
Sleep has kissed your eyes. Do not deny that sleep has kissed your eyes. I have seen him kissing them. I have seen him kiss them like this, this way!
So put your head here, on this shoulder and sleep;
sleep, my little one, sleep for you are at home in your homeland.
– Kahlil Gibran –