The Cicada Sister
Wednesday, May 26th, 2010 by D'Ann GraceI. Cicada sister still lies still,
Her cheeks the rhythmic sound required,
For me to sleep while she sucks against her cheeks
with tiny whispers and clicks.
I feel safer under these sheets trying,
To find some rest then I did when she wasn’t sleeping above me.
She holds her blankets to breathe,
The scents her soothing, gentle softness,
That bring her to [...]