I watch you sleep
Your skin shed
Your truth revealed
My endless wait over
A bountiful day
Sunlight, made to order
Breakfast, made to order
Plans, out of order
Your breath upon my pillow
Your limbs stretched in surrender
All mysteries solved
Just for tonight
Sounds like you are very happy. Love the poem...and the simpleness of it yet to the point...... ah...........the point of no return! But, just for tonight.!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I read this three times and every reading impressed me with how much you compressed in twelve lines. On the page this is a short poem, not a wasted word, in fact very few words. But in the reader's imagination it unfolds and tells a story with probably complications, even set backs. No matter. When we come back to the poem, it's once again an intensely lived moment, which seems to be free of ordinary duration. The intensity is what matters most. And yet the poem is wise - it acknowledges this is not permanent but it is a perfect memory and a perfect poem.