You’ve fallen
asleep
like a leaf
come to rest
on a window sill
as if your body
were a shell
& your soul
elsewhere.
I sit
quietly by you
silent guardian of your body
until you return
from its dreamings
fold you in my arms
as if I were
a jewel box
that contained you.
“Love...love! ”
you murmur.
“Love...love! ”
I echo.
Holding all
of you again.
Precious.
Precious.
Tempting to say this poem is also 'precious' but it deserves more praise. You manage to employ simple words convey the most complex aspect of love. Thank you.
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To hold that precious leaf safely until it is returned to itself...what an image, what a lovely view of love and all its aspects!