How she sleeps

It's been nearly a month since my last update.
This doesn't mean, however, that nothing has happened.
Quite the opposite; too much has been going on.
I need it to be quiet, both around me and inside me,
to hear the words springing from within.

This past weekend I was so ill and all alone
that I had all the time & quiet, but I was too blurred
to tune in.

Nevertheless, in my moments of clear thinking,
I thought her,
my future spouse.
As soppy as they may seem, the words, I mean them.
And ah, feeling love is being soppy.

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How she sleeps

at night,
on my back
with eyes closed,
in our bed
I can stretch out my hand and feel her sides heaving as she's breathing steadily
if I turn my head to the left and open my eyes
I can see the back of her head, one arm tucked under
as she sleeps on her belly,
holding the pillow,
snuggly have rolled herself inside the blanket
I can see all this,
feel all this,
know all this
even as I'm miles & miles away across the ocean
even when I'm gone
I know
to me, that's love pure