Graham Bentley Poet Free verse

A Waking Moment

I wake, eyes misted, warm, in comfort
I am not alone, I sense another, then slowly
Eye focus and see her there, soft breathing
And I watch, not wishing this moment to end

There is a time, brief it is, before the bustle
When all is quiet, to wonder, consider in silence
When words mean nothing, just feelings
And I look, not wishing this moment to end

The rise and fall of shape, a slow, subtle move
Peace, so tranquil, innocent and calm
It is the time when we are real, unmasked
This moment before the day
And I gaze, not wishing this moment to end

I reach to stroke a tress of hair, gently aside
I don’t want to break this spell, this passing
As a fingertip touches her face, eyes flutter
Open slowly and she smiles, moves closer to me and sighs
And I hold her, not wishing this moment to end


2021

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Darlene De Beaulieu August 12, 2021 at 4:17 PM Hello Graham, was this a dream, that so realyou could see her? Just wondering. Enjoy your evening my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu August 13, 2021 at 11:08 AM Hello Graham, yes Graham, yes echos of the past life is just a dream. Enjoy your day my friend. Graham Bentley August 13, 2021 at 9:24 AM Hello Darlene, well, from echos of a past life it is a dream