I Rouse You From Sleep
What sort of creatures ought we to be
not those who choose to live in solitude
but twas the path of my journey long ago
when time and place ruled me unworthy
My hand causing ripples in a flowing stream
unaware of eyes that beheld me in reverie
He watched and smiled and later told me
he thought I was a fairy, and he in a dream.
Captured was his heart for me, he had won mine
Tis glad I am, the desire in his eyes drew me in
Twas years, decades, or was it only moments ago
when first the spell of love cast its net over us.
And ere since that day beside the silver stream,
we've been woven together, braided like twine
I lie beside you now, in the dawning of light
watching you breathe in peaceful slumber
Your chest rises with each beat of your heart
and I am powerless in my need to touch you
Gently, do I trace the line of your stubble jaw
You stir, and I smile in anxious anticipation
waiting for you to open your lidded amorous eyes
and feel your loving arms as they reach out for me
Each day I rouse you thus, because you awakened me
from an obscure dark dormancy of a different kind
You saw in me a glimpse of a sequestered light
bathed me in love until my soul was polished
No finer wish could I ever hope to have fulfilled
then to have the riches of a treasure such as you
Afraid to sleep ere I should wake to find myself
at the stream, and you, my paramour, the dream.
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