Writing.....

"taps"

kiss me softly in the night

make me soft and make me light
hold me up against your heart
all is quiet in the dark

brush my hair back from my face
gently whisper, sing with grace
shelter me from summer storms
watching still the gentle forms 
the nightly passions come and go
still my body longs to know
the restful feeling sleep will bring
yet to you I always cling
hesitating in my child's soul
should I come or should I go? 
night surrounds me, slumber drips
on my eyes, my nose, my lips
before a sound can yet escape
my eyes are closed...no more awake.