Ilya Shambat Poet Iambic Pentameter

Melanie Resting

Your chest is moving up and down 

With every tender breath 

And body from the toe to crown 

As you next to me rest 


Your head is resting, and blonde hair 

Swings down to every side 

Are your dreams happy? Or nightmares 

Behind those lovely eyes? 


Your ears are pink; blush on your face 

Soft and warm are your palms 

How I delight in your embrace

And hope that you be calm - 


And as your soul moves up and down 

With every tender breath 

Let me inside your spirit drown 

And in there find - my rest.

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