You cry out br in your sleep br br a little cry br of anguish br br as if grief br touched your soul br br with its cold cold hands. br br I cover your breast br with my palm br br comfort you br with touch br br that dispells...quells br br all fears br that gather here br br until you're br ... still br br your lips mumbling br as if in confession br br against my chest br (your chosen place of rest) br br 'I was mixing rose madder with...' br br & then you fall back br gently into...