__________by Creole Goddess

The closest that I`ve come
to true peace
is when I watch you sleep.
Poised, quiet
beautiful.
I want to reach over
to stroke your hair,
just to let you know
that I`m here with you,
but I don`t want to disturb
this perfect picture.
I wonder what you dream
as you lie there
close to me.
Do you envision your future
or glance at the past?
Or do you dream of how special you are
to me?
You are with me constantly.
I carry your image with me
throughout my day.
Your smile when I wake,
your words as I work,
your laughter
whenever things get tough.
Special is not special enough,
passion doesn`t approach the depth
of the need
the hunger
the desire
that you ignite in me
each
and every time
I see you,
even when you lie there sleeping,
gently
driving me wild.

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