8Lay your head against my breast
And let me sing you to a land of dreams.
Rest your soul in oblivion,
And I shall guard over you.
Mind not my fingers the brush your hair.
They could not help themselves.
Forgive me for my unwavering stare
For I have never seen an angel sleep.
Allow me the privilege to embrace your body
Until you feel safe and warm.
Let my kiss your gentle cheek.
My lips have never touched perfection.
Softly now I feel your breath
As you drift away in sleep.
Hush, my baby, say not a word.
I'll be here when you awake.