He Sleeps As the early morning light graces your face.... I look on in awe at the man who shares my life... I see the valleys carved by the kiss of days spent in the sun. I know there is no greater beauty than the face of a man of many years. The face that hold the stories of the many adventures. How I wish that I could lay my hand across your cheek and see the movie of your life played out in full color. I see the grey hair against the tan face...and know there is none other that sings to my heart the way you do. I am mesmerized by your hands....strong hands, able to move mountains....yet gentle enough to cradle a new born child. I look at the lips that have spoken my name....music to my ears, kissed my lips, told me secret wishes, and know that I will never tire of hearing you speak. Graceful in sleep as a resting lion.....chest moving with each breath....poetry in motion. I feel safe with you, even though you slumber....for I know within you is the ability to protect against lifes storms, You are wise....knowledge has been gained from lifes experience, and just being in the presence of your great wisdom makes me intoxicated. Although you eyes are closed, I can see them....the color as rich as the most decadent desert. Etched into my memory..... Eyes with such passion that they cause my heart to gallop. When you look at me I melt into a pool at your feet. Sleep my love, rest your soul... I would love to keep you here locked in my gaze for eternity. Katherine Chatham 6/27/2014
Posted on: Sun, 29 Jun 2014 00:34:45 +0000
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