Watching her sleep.......poem
When I run to work or to the gym
off to something else over there ?
Do I leave her happy content
or wondering just where ?
Did we make love was she happy
or better is she in ecstasy and bliss
Did I caress her thigh .....her
toes.... something better than this
There's something perfect about this woman
as I sit quietly and observe
I might reach under the blankets
and wiggle up the nerve
Or just sit and listen to her breathe
watch over as she sleeps
Whatever the purpose the reason
the rhyme......this is for keeps
"Make love not war " seems I heard that said
somewhere long ago
Though I do not believe they meant it like this
as I reach for her toe..........