Poem -
Sleep Whispers
He whispers words in sleep filled ears
a sottovoce psalm of love.
Breathes in  jojoba from her hair,
transfixed on rising, falling breasts.
A Â languid sigh, so sweet and low
brushed past his arms like summer zephyr.
His eyes devour her restful face
commits to memory for later dreams.
This sleeping, living, loving, muse
his willing heart entirely hers,
and in return each night he’d be
her watchful,constant, swain.
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Comments
just lovely Lodi!Â
Thanks so much StevieC x
wonderful poemÂ
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Thanks so much Greg..sometimes its good to write something where there is no sadness or hurt..just love! Lodigiana xx
Hello LODIGIANA!!......I LOVE this write... it has such great word choices that it brings the immaculate imagery to life BEAUTIFULLY...... as he memorizes everything about her sleeping façade...... bringing forth the protective nature of his masculine side and making it shine poetically.......a POWERFUL connection conveyed VERY well here!!.......ALL STARS!!...... great work dear poet sister!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo : )
Ps. I just posted a poem for Cherie's Birthday..... thought maybe you'd like to wish her a Happy Birthday there......I know she'd like it!!........ smiles.....T xo. :)
Aw bless you Tony for your lovely words,, I can imagine you being the swain in my poem to your lovely lady Cherie..you are such an old romantic my dear brother Poet xxx