Even As She Sleeps
2 February, 2003
Author: ShyHeart
She sleeps, yet still, she weakens me
Filling my heart with so much love
Her breathing, so soft, as if not to disturb her own rest
Truly, she must also be breathing for me
For I can not think of her, and breath for myself
Her soft beauty has taken not only my heart, But my inner being as well
For I must not gaze upon her for long
Else my very heart forget its's purpose
And bring eternal darkness to these eyes
So, brightly filled woth love for what they see
Even as she sleeps
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Luc (68.74.127.197) -- Monday, February 3 2003, 06:26 am i love this one. its just ... beautiful. the ending was nice too. :) keep on writing |
| Pamela (66.38.146.169) -- Tuesday, February 4 2003, 04:13 am Now THAT is love. Wow. THAT is what love feels like. Could never put my finger on it but you sure did. Astounding poem. |
| LinzAy (64.12.105.184) -- Tuesday, February 4 2003, 10:30 am I hope someone look at me like that while i sleep sometime!!! Beautiful poem Martin! Beautiful!! |
| Martin Vann (67.75.180.121) -- Tuesday, February 4 2003, 09:12 pm Its for you I write, you are her and when you close your eyes tonight, I will watch over you, even as you sleep. Your kind words fill my heart with gratitude. Thank You Martin P.S. Martin in Greek Methology means "Warlike" so sleep, but, sleep litely, case I get Restless? |
| LinzAy (152.163.201.191) -- Wednesday, February 5 2003, 01:22 am Martin i must say u r very weird!! ...in a fun way though! hehe..... |
| Pamela (66.38.146.169) -- Wednesday, February 5 2003, 03:48 am I know I already commented, but I read it again and I had to say WOW again too. WOW! |
| Capricorn (62.30.217.106) -- Wednesday, February 5 2003, 05:16 pm Another lovely poem Martin. |
| Mark Sencer (152.163.189.69) -- Thursday, February 6 2003, 12:43 pm Great poem Martin. One thing you're forgetting about your name and its meaning though. Mars is the red planet that rules Aries, the first sign of the zodiac. The sign of Aries heralds in the season of spring--when everything awakens, grows, sprouts, rebirths after the dormant winter months. Mark |
| LinzAy (64.12.103.51) -- Thursday, February 6 2003, 09:26 pm Interesting.... |
| Martin Vann (67.75.182.28) -- Friday, February 7 2003, 07:38 pm Mark, you always make the reader feel like they are special, You are a scholar and "The Gentleman." Thank You! |
| Lori Ann (198.81.26.143) -- Tuesday, February 25 2003, 12:10 pm I like this one too. "Truly she must be also breathing for me." How pretty! I like the oneness. |
| jj (81.101.29.211) -- Monday, February 20 2006, 11:14 pm nice |
| MC (205.188.117.65) -- Tuesday, February 21 2006, 03:53 am Every woman's dream of being loved. Sigh. My favorite of all your poems that I have read. |
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