We lie facing each other Your head in the crook of my arm. You whisper, I listen. I stroke your arm And your cheek, Kiss away the occasional tear.   I absorb and take away All the hurt, the tiny fears The ingratiating men.   Quiet now, you cuddle deeper in my arms And I stroke my fingertips Down your spine Like butterfly's wings. You whimper, and I tighten My arms around you, And so we go together To the end Of our dream-time.