I know that we don't dream the same dreams just because you fall asleep in my arms
And I sleep as you sleep because dreaming next to you is the only logical thing
My heart is at rest as it has never been before
My purpose in life, for once is not questioned
And maybe that is where are this peace and comfort comes from
Knowing that you are my confidence
Knowing your perfection
As many ways as there are to know and to love
Defined infinitely throughout time by language and culture
Yet in definition you complete and surpass them all
As I delight
And I adore you
L10 I think you have an are you don't need and forgot to edit out.
I really liked this, and if I like your poems [i am finding there are some of them i do] it's because they are articulate and searching, or maybe i would put it this way and say that if you were a doctor your simple truths could smooth away ailments with a laser precision.
I don't often pay a lot of attention to titles.
Like, here, I thought you were writing about your husband -and then when i glanced down and saw Jaycee's comment about motherhood, i thought how right the poem was, again,
because if you have that right person
or that perfectly right little human being
it does complete you.
I was writing about how inside my body is a war
so thank you for showing, completely,
the other side of that coin.
I have said it before, but it bares repeating..Welcome to motherhood!
"You are the source of all emotion.
My Lavender scented garden,
My laughter on the wind,
My mephistophelian beast of burden
And my chrism of Love and Hope.
And I am inundated by all
Each time I look at you."
My description of it, but so true. I could alway sit and watch my babies dream for hours, wondering what their minds were processing. Motherhood definitely changed me for the better, and made me want to be better...always.
This is a lovely write...now if you tell me it is about your husband, well I can watch mine sleep for hours to, just thinking that the day he found me was my luckiest.