The rhythm of your breath persists <br />As music to my ears and a mist <br />Of love takes away, away to that time <br />When I held you in my belly big as gold, <br />Sang to you the music of the mind <br />And felt you kick kindly against my spleen. <br />Oh joy, you went unseen then, but now <br />You are every waking thought. <br />When I wriggle in the bed I feel you <br />Starting, singing psalms unsaid. <br /> <br />Every day it is this dance of <br />Velvet symptoms in a ceaseless web, <br />enhancements of a journey's heavy load. <br />Life’s darkness in your little hand <br />Is taken from my soul and I know <br />that I have you <br />until pain, old as time will take you <br />and rhyme its way into your heart. <br /> <br />My love, I made you and you made me. <br />From the start of you until my end <br />you are the unexpectant flowering <br />Of a withered leaf.<br /><br />Sonja Broderick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/watching-him-sleep/
