Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Love


When you sleep you are not with me.But I am with you.

I watch your closed door and am free to wander,

My consciousness alone with us in the darkened room.
My love is the blanket covering you.

My love is the moonlight on your face.

My love hovers over you like an angel.

Not me. Not you.
Alone, yet with you, I am free to wonder.

Restless, yet at perfect peace,

I am filled with beauty.

Silently it sings and I listen.

Motionless it dances and I watch.
Tied to you forever,

I am alone and freeAs

I wait by your closed doorAnd watch you sleep.

1 comment:

Saravanan said...

yet another beaitifu poem...after 25 days this poem is worth the wait...the first line is awesome...the poem transcends a great thing that can only be understood and cannot be told ...I think this is ur best ever...Keep going..