You are fast asleep in my arms [poem]

You are fast asleep in my arms And I am pinned under your weight And there is an itch on my nose I can't reach But I don't mind

As I lie there I contemplate The perfect whorl of your ear The freckles like constellations Scattered across your shoulders

Later when you awaken you will regather yourself And smile sheepishly as you don the armor (Both physical and mental) Of your clothes

But for now you are fast asleep in my arms No longer anonymous No longer unreachable But known.