Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Morning observation #80

I am waiting for you
to wake up, waiting
for your first words,
wondering if they'll
arrive in a whisper,
voice cracking
slightly. I am waiting
for you to wake up,
watching your mouth,
slightly parted,
holding each moment,
discovering the
warmth in a pause.

2 Comments:

Blogger magikero said...

hey nice poems

9:38 PM  
Blogger John said...

this is a lovely poem. yes.

12:11 PM  

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