I kiss you softly in your sleep
And I wonder,
If you will remember or
Simply be stirred.
And I am shaken by the thought
Of your forgetfulness.
For I fear that time
Will betray us once more,
And let whatever that is left slip.
Like sand trickling from your
Handful of reminiscence.
And I hesitate
If we can still exist in the same plane.
Where you may not share my thoughts
But can read them.
I grow in meek sorrow as I watch
Your slow breathing,
Your eyes fluttering unconsciously.
I fall into silence as
I look at you and
That I already have my answers.
I rest my head on damp pillows,
Trying to ignore your presence.
Your heavenly breathing seem to go
With my slight motion.
But dreams lie elsewhere.
