QUIETLY RECONSTRUCTING OUR CONVERSATIONS*

I wonder where you are

at this very moment

likely deep, deep asleep

lucky girl she is,that sleep

in this dark place

in my head

I find I am

jealous of

your sleep

for she has you

as I sit here awake

myself

missing you

'Quietly Reconstructing Our Conversations'

and wanting you near

missing your calming light and intensity

for your incredible depth

companions my own

and I am slave to this

profound connection

we have made

I don't begrudge you

your rest

I could not begrudge you

anything that brings you

a modicum of serenity

for experiencing your joy

lights up my smile

and when you are near

even if only in word exchange

my world is brighter than

the heavens above

and when your attention is

taken away

I become a dim candle of sorts

that can barely keep

even the slightest of wind gusts

at bay

taking a much needed deep breath

I smile a wee sad smile

cause I know its the very same for you

nearly every moment of the day

enjoy your precious sleep my love

for I fear you don't get nearly enough rest

and dream if you can of the times

we won't have to be apart but for

the work day hours and

the soothing blanket of night

deep in each our separate sleep

yet side by physical side nearest

to each our most treasured thee....................

(Oct. 31, 2009 439am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

a pathetic poem about my missing the man who has captured my enchantment and made it his very own.

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