Poem: While I'm sleeping the baby...

GO ahead,
make yourself comfortable,
I will be laying in the bed
have better reasons to stay,
DON'T worry about me,
I will be fine with the baby...
Sing along with your new toys,
drop you attention and distractions logged on,
while I am sleeping the baby...
THE day went ahead of me,
driving, cleaning, cooking, studying, working, feeding, changing,
breastfeeding, fantasizing....
but its just for me,
I claim but I am not there
when you are
everything is too tiring...
GETTING to know the hours closely
hoping for this hour to come,
but its just me
the one with anxieties
while I am sleeping the baby
I can hear your muffled laughter
your strings, and keys making any rhythim of your liking
away from this room.
Taking the space, slowly resting in the same chair
carelessly of what done or undone
I can be...
DON'T worry...
If my voice is to low for you to hear me
while I am sleeping the baby.