Although I am now left alone I still need to remember the good times. Being a poor sleeper I often watched my love sleep.
NB This is the first non rhyming poem I've attempted.
Rhythmic breath I hear
Sheets pushed aside
Breasts rise and fall
Gentle slumber grips
Unaware of my gaze
Watching you sleep
Drawn by love
My gaze lingers
Picturing beauty
Behind closed eyes
Heart melts recalling
Need to touch
Gentle caress
Nothing more needed
Even in sleep
My thoughts known
Sleepy eyes open
Soft smile appears
Arms reach up
Draw me down
Words whispered
‘Love me’
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Reviews of "Sleepy"
Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
Reviewed on July 3, 2003
~Aaah, there is just something about an English man! I could almost hear this read aloud.
Yes.. I have always like non rhyming poetry best.. Just seems to flow better to me.. and is more like REAL life.. Wonderful JOB
Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
Reviewed on May 17, 2003
VERY NICE piece of soft romance!
~Nikki~
Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
Reviewed on May 16, 2003
So tenderly expressed, David. You are very romantic and from your writings, passionate and sensitive as well... Beautiful :) Keep writing your beautiful words...
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on May 16, 2003
Sweet one.
Reviewed by Linda Hill
Reviewed on May 16, 2003
Exquisite write..
Soft romantance at
its best.
I loved it
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~Aaah, there is just something about an English man! I could almost hear this read aloud.
Wonderful penning...(wooh)
Thanks,
Emilie
~Nikki~
Soft romantance at
its best.
I loved it
~~Linda~~