Monday, February 16, 2009

Sommeil avec la poet: fini

A thousand times if I could, I would
kiss the lips of he who sleeps beside me
breathing kindly and softly
Speaking to me in only words I deemed unimaginable
I want to stay beside you and dream with my eyes wide open
Rest my hands upon your chest and grow in sync
with your heaves and falls.

To outline the portrait of beauty that you possess
if only just once you would see what I see
To be drawn into you with just words
you have to be truly
someone special.

To go through the day, as tough as it may get
and see you in every small bit of goodness
makes for a day that leaves me smiling
A day that's worth being here,
alive in your presence,
madly in love.

Pea

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