Love Poem Now We Are Older
Some nights, the dim light
of a single lamp
is so keen upon your face
as you, weary,
begin to doze, drowsy
of the long day,
that though I am alone
in the awareness, my heart breaks
only for you.
I love you again so much,
selfishly, selflessly
I let you sleep a moment longer.
Sitting up
there in your chair,
your head bobs in repose.
I love this one.
ReplyDeletethanks! honey, not a reader, even liked it.
ReplyDeletethank you, e!
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ReplyDeletethank you, kelly!
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem!
ReplyDeletewow, thanks lisa and everyone again!
ReplyDeleteapparently i am not alone in the drowsy spouse dept!