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Writer's pictureJessica Urlichs

To The Mama's who bedshare


Late at night, little feet


shuffle across my dreams,


So I open my eyes


And reach out my arms


And pull you close to me.


We sway to the dance of musical beds


Sleep still a little broken


These versions of you


These versions of me


The loudest love unspoken.


I share my body, I share my heart


And now I share my bed


As you take up the space of all these things


As I gently stroke your head.


And though we’ve tried charts


Rewards and stickers


Your midnight face still shows


No other incentive worth it to you


Than the feeling of safety that grows.


Your final request, to scratch your back


As my fingers draw shapes over you


And when I roll over, I begin to smile


When you start to scratch my back too.


I long to stretch out, take up space on my pillow


Have my body no longer ache


But I also love being


the first to see


The sunlight wash over your face.


So I’ll surrender now, to those midnight calls


Before your hand lets go of mine


How else can you savour a moment more


when you don’t know if it’s the last time.

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