Reflection

Reflection

Thursday, April 22, 2010

In the bed we share.....

   

  When I crawl into bed at night I lay there waiting....
          Till he is through brushing his teeth. 
               For so many years the habits we form,
                     The habits we share......
                           The time we wait for each other


         I lie still and quiet
              Awaiting him to lay next to me....
                    And I wait with joy and anticipation....
                        The time when all the day will fade away



     Then he is next to me
         I am already warm from our lofty down comforter
            He is cool and slides close to my body.....
                He reaches for my hand and I to his
                     Our fingers entwine....
                          Mine so small  as though I am a child.



       We lie close and our bodies warm to each other...
            It has been this way for so many years...
               My feet touching his shins.
                    I can not reach his toes with mine
                         Till his reach up to touch mine....



        Which way?  I ask....
            Will he spoon me or will I spoon him?
                 These nightly rituals we do, we ask...
                     Each way has its peace...each way
         
        Each way....
            Where I will fall ....into a blissful sleep.
                Each night where he will kiss my neck
                   My ear....my neck....
                        He will kiss me....


       I know that I am loved
          And I  love him like I can never love another.
               We fall....
                  Into our dream sleep
                      The one time that we do not know
                         Where each other is...though side by side we lay.


     Morning comes
         Once more our hands reach for each others
             To twine once again and lay....
                 Quiet....so quiet.
                       Must we break this magic time where it is 
                           Just us?


     I feel his breath on my neck
         As he turns to kiss me good morning
            Sometimes it is me who does this...but today it is him.
                Curling, in our embrace of each other
                   Where time does stand still.



10 comments:

Elizabeth said...

Wow. You are blessed in love.

Tammy said...

This is beautiful!

Sara Louise said...

I love this!

Ms. Moon said...

If we could only all know this sort of loving.

Ellen said...

There are times when I feel so unworthy of the love we have. When I am in a foul mood and he still will tell me he loves me, he does kiss my neck...often...and I feel beyond in loving care.

Dreamer said...

Beautiful poem Ellen!!!!!!

karen gerstenberger said...

This is lovely.
We also go to sleep this way...it's one of my favorite times of day. And we sleep in a double (full) bed, not a queen or king. Everyone - EVERYONE - laughs at us for this (married almost 19 years), but we love to be touching!

Caroline of Salsa Pie said...

Ellen, you are so blessed to have such love! This is beautiful...

Allegra Smith said...

Love and small gestures that mean the world in this Earth. A hand reaching out, a soft kiss deposited on the back of the neck, a gold coin to enrich our love fortune. Ah the riches of love! Blessed be the ones who understand the value of a touch.
You do. You both do.

Bethany said...

Wow.
This is lovely, incredible, so warm and sweet.
How blessed you are, both of you.
Lucky ducks!

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