Pleasant Thought for Morning

Rachael Boast

Hiding your face in my neck 

 and hiding your hands in my hair 

hiding your lips on my lips 

 to stop the words before I speak 

hiding in the space around 

 the space I have dressed you in 

wings of hardened spirit. 

Angelot, a new day is here, 

hide your sobs and feed me 

 the slow pearls of dew drops.