Teddy stories

I feel like  sleeping curled in your dreams,

becoming part of your secret orchard ,

    silent flows in soft rivulets ,

    quieted waves going with the stream ...

I  feel like waking up when the stars

are whispering at the edges of hours...

  You tell me nothing ,bashfulness,

   I read everything ,tenderness...

I feel like being  the friends 

who knows all the teddy bear

   grief stories ...