I want to watch you sleep
watch you let go of the last small measure of control
Surrender the last notion of care –
Care for the watching and the watched
I want to hear your last exhalation of the day, and feel
you swallow the first cool liquid breath of night
In your last twitch of consciousness
you know that only I see you
and you smile a small sweet smile
and your lips surrender to me a final
barely yielding
kiss
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem