"Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.."- Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Sleep

Time’s moving slow                  I watch you sleeping
under black eyelashes                               you fight a war
with our                                   impossible dreams.
I hold you in my                      arms as one would
hold his                                  dearest treasure
and I don’t want         to sleep tonight.
Sleep,  sleep,          do not be afraid
no nightmare will dare to creep
while I’m                holding you.
I’ll be there when your eyes
will open     upon  my

L   O   V  E

.

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Memyselfandela, 2012

For you my love, wherever you are. I have been waiting and searching for you for an eternity, but one day we will be ONE.

5 responses

  1. I really, really like that.. It evokes so much good.

    November 14, 2012 at 02:26

  2. Excellent pattern!

    November 14, 2012 at 05:15

  3. The structure is fantastic.

    November 14, 2012 at 08:38

  4. About 200 years ago, a young John Keats wrote:

    “Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
    To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
    Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
    Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
    And so live ever–or else swoon to death.” (Bright star)

    I find the same emotion here. Beautiful, Ela.

    November 14, 2012 at 12:14

  5. It makes me think about sleeping with my boyfriend who is far far away from me.
    Love join Italy with England..

    November 18, 2012 at 02:13

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