Watching Me
I dreamed you were watching me, watching me sleep
Gazing on skin as I’m lost in the deep
Looking at details, things to commit
Your memory learns, as you patiently sit
Into your memory, all of it sears
The things you will keep, for all of your years
A hair out of place, a movement of eyes
Before you in sleep, your husband still lies
Hours you’ve spent, watching repose,
'til somehow your memory, everything knows
What does it tell you, to look upon me?
In future or past, what do you see?
Can you see our children, on down the line?
Does the small of my back, give you a sign?
Do you gaze upon happiness, watching my hands?
Whatever is seen, your heart understands
As you see the build, and strength in my legs,
“What is the question?” innocence begs?
Does seeing make certain, I’ll always be there?
Can you see the details, of what we will share?
My shoulders, my arms, the muscles all bare
If you look long enough, will you see that I care?
My toes and my feet, that carry the load,
Do you see them return, to our humble abode?
There’s no other place, they’d carry me to
No other face, I’d look on but you
What do you see, when you look at my chest?
Rising and falling, in this place of rest?
Look at my face, the skin and the lines
Are you casting about, for hints and for signs?
Wherever you look, the same you will see
The future’s together, for you and for me
As you trace with your eyes, my belly and thighs,
Nothing is secret, no hint of surprise
Can you see my dreams, and share them with me?
Is just a man sleeping, quite all that you see?
How long will it take? How much can you keep?
'Til you will succumb, and also will sleep?
Now two chests are rising, and falling as one
In slumber and peace, In midmorning Sun
We soar upon wings, in dreams of our life
In perfect repose, a husband and wife
