The breeze from the oceanA Poem by Jason
I like to watch her while she sleeps,
The rhythm of her breathing-
And the rhythm of her heart;
Her chest moves a subtle beat,
And I wonder what she is dreaming about.
Her blonde hair is fanned out on white feather pillow;
Sleeping on her side, facing the view of the ocean;
From her bedroom window blows a gentle sea breeze;
As the soft silk curtains dance slowly with the summer night.
Behind the closed lids cover her green eyes,
Eyes that I have stared into,
Seeing the hope of a spring day;
I know they hold the memories…
I like to watch her while she sleeps,
And as the wind blows a breeze from the ocean,
I wonder if she’s dreaming of me,
And how I can see…
So much -
From so high above.
© 2008 JasonReviews
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