your voice

the weight of four blankets
can't maintain warmth
or conjure a deep sleep

all of me is attuned
to the possibility
of your voice...

tiny shifts and cries
drift across hallways and dreams
to arouse instinct and
provide comfort

don't worry darlin'
there is enough coffee
and scattered love
to keep me tied to you
always

@ERrantIN ©Erin Croley
(from a #soulhoot prompt)