/ promises of sleep

and he stood up then and said, no, 'i will not trust you, sleep, if you insist on putting me in beds i've let lie.'
and she turned away onto her side, and said, 'come now, tell me.'
and he said, 'no, it was a dream where i crashed and i burned,'
and she said, 'but did you soar? it is the soaring before that matters,'
and she said, 'and was it sunny in your head? were there tantaras?'
and he sat, he relented, 'there were.'
and she asked, 'what were the words? can i guess?'
and he put his hand on the curve of her persuasions, 'no, i have let them go.'
and she guessed, 'bobsleds, i bet. and captured parakeets that bit into your thumb.'
and he lay beside her, 'shh. shh. let them lie.'
and she whispered, 'aspen groves, quaking in a wind you couldn't feel.'
and he whispered, 'shh. shh.'