WATCHING.

A WOMAN SLEEPS AND IS DROWNING.

She’s enveloped
Between two sheets,
Engrossed in her

Deep sleep and you
Watch her, taking
In her shallow

Breathing, the rise
And fall of her
Beautiful breasts,

The way her head
Sinks into the
Soft pink pillows,

The way her hair
Flows out like a
Rough sea, her arms

Tucked between thighs,
Her hands out of
Sight like small chicks

In a warm nest.
You stand and watch,
Not wanting to

Wake, desiring
To kiss, to touch
Before it’s too

Late and you’re both
Too old and the
Eyes don’t see so

Good and the ears
Close down and you
Both paddle out

To the dark depths
And slowly drown.