It happened again
I fell asleep
Just drifted off to dreamland
Right there on your couch
Not a care I the world
Your voice somehow soothing me from alertness
My guard down
Sleep slipped in silently
That odd feeling of safety and comfort
I feel in your presence
Taking over
I'm not sure how I feel about that
It's as if the idea of trusting
Should terrify me
But my intuition still works
It has with others
So there is something about you
That puts me at ease
A comfort I'm still uncomfortable with
In a way
Yet
It is okay
Because trusting you
Doesn't seem to be a risk
Why is that?
With you
I sense no hidden motivations
No deep undercurrents of control
No desires to possess or destroy
You are simply you
With me
And I like that
About the Creator
Karen LaRue
I am Karen LaRue (She/Her) a North Carolina writer of poetry and witchy things of most sorts. I belive life is full of wonder and we don't always stop to see it. Taking the time to look and listen makes life worth living!
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