A moments distraction

I watch the light in her eyes
and her giggles of soft suprise
the way she gushes when she's glad
and grabs my hand to ward off the bad

she talks
and talks so happily
a sight my heart is glad to see
without a care, and all the while
she makes on the inside smile

she dives on to the sofa
pulls me down so I am there
and rests her head upon my lap
kicks off her shoes and takes a nap

I try to move but will not do so
her breath is peaceful
like falling snow
i touch her foot
rest my hand there for a while
sleepily she starts to smile
she feels cool so i reach out
pull a blanket over her legs

she looks so young sleeping there
not a line on her brow not a single care
I softly trace my finger across her lips
she bites me
lazily opens one eye
and smiles
lightly she smacks me with her hand
once more drifts off into her dream land

she holds my shirt with her hand
I feel it moving randomly
obeying commands in her dream land
her eyelids twitch as they look around
in a place that cant be seen and with no sound

How I wish I were there with her
wherever that be
is she in Narnia talking to a fawn
or sipping tea on the whitehouse lawn
boldly going where no man has gone before
or playing with toys as a child on the floor

each grip of hand and twitch of eye
makes the time simply glide by
and now her sleep is so deep
I gently move her head so I
can escape into the world closeby

her delicate form laying there
completely defenseless from all stares
quietly at first she starts to snore
I try not to laugh as she briefly roars

I sit quietly and read a book
interspaced with oft quick look
I can see she is starting to return to me
so I silently go and make some tea

when I return she has opened her eyes
hair strewn about like buzzing flies
"did you sleep well" I ask in suprise
"oh" she says "Lovely"
and then she grins when she smells hot tea

as she stretches her clothes pull tight
I smile once more at such a sight
she looks in my eyes and once more laughs
and holds her arms in front of her
like a human mask

we both say nothing
yet we both know
we would ever love this to be so

I wake with a start
as someone in the street
moves by me with impolite feet
so I stop looking at that sofa
that reminds me of so long ago
as alone down this street I go

I laugh at myself
as I am back in the here and now
but for a moment once more
it felt so real somehow
I wonder if from a different place
she was looking down upon my face