While You Sleep

[solopatriot]

I don't usually do this here. And I may have already posted this a looong while back, but I don't think so. But I'm in insomniac mode and figured what the hell. I have my newest ones, but something felt right about posting this. Maybe one of you needs it.
This was written in March 2006.



I sit in this world
_watching, enchanted
_as you grace the unconscious with your presence.
Soft breath carries whispers
_from a place where all you hope for
_is real.
And I can only pray
_that your Nirvana
_includes me.
For in my own journeys to Nod
_perfection is achieved in your appearing,
_if only as simple as a face in the clouds.
Then I trace the lines of your sleepy smile;
_"I love you" resonating through every fingertip.

My heart is yours.
All my best kept secrets become your portals
_to my truth and life.
And as sunbeams stream through parted curtains,
_I bask in the glow of your rousing.
Gentle flutter of the eyes,
_you return to me
_in the here and now-
Stoking every ember of my soul
_with your gentle, fulfilling gaze.

I know in that moment,
_you are my every blessed beginning
And when sleep shall take us from each other,
_you will be my eternal end.

-T.M. Smith