If ever my eyes should grow weary
Though my mind unable to rest,
And if you should fail to be near me -
Soft memories would serve me the best.
I'd surrender my eyes to dreaming
Of you lying close by my side
In the stillness of early morning.
The buzz of my thoughts would subside.
I'd imagine your slow, sleeping breaths,
Sublime peace painted on your face,
And the feel of my hand on your chest -
And at last would've found my place.
I'd descend into the sweetness
Of such rest with the one I love,
That one and only completeness
That has to be sent from above.
| This write was exactly the melancholy I was in the mood for today.... deliciously sweet without overly, and softly loving. For someone who's been blocked, you burst beautifully.||| Posted on 2009-08-29 00:00:00 | by Runes | [ Reply to This ] |