Half awake

Watching you sleep,
hearing you sleep --
sweet sinusoidal sweep,

sweet solitude in company:
you dreaming, conscious me,
both breathing, breathing deep
tide in, tide out, so sensuously.

I watch you sleep,
I touch your cheek in sleep
I wake you not, you sleep
I start to drift and keep
your breath on me
I drift upon your sleep

Half asleep

Hush! My love lies sleeping
next to me.  I listen to her stable breathing,
faithfully inhaling and exhaling…
Music to my ears, a swelling, surging
surf on Eden’s beach, an undulating
measure smooth and soothing.

Half-awake and somehow dreaming,
I remember our first meeting,
not a coup de foudre, but awakening
of zeal, seduction softly sweeping
as a rustling breeze, caressing
every limb, adagios for my being.

Suave and steady you lie breathing,
soulful images suffuse my thinking.
Slowly slumber settles, soul is drifting,
drifting
drifting…

Noordwijk, 5 July 2015

© Alfred de Zayas