Quiet Observer


Not yet fully wakened from a night of blissful sleep,
and dreaming of dawn’s voice, the door of inner silence stirs.
As the cock’s crow awakens not only morning’s light, but also my newness.
I watch patiently as you are slowly awakened by my touch.

Your body held in a perfect moment of time.
And I, eager from stirrings of divine longing of your infinite embrace,
watch quietly. As my eyes roam along the narrowness of your back,
my mind withdraws to the inner solitude of this your view.

As morning light is flung all about you,
like whispers of this my delight, your body sings
and I am intoxicated to the depths of my being,
as I am unable to let go.
As I whisper in silence for you to stay.
It remains a dream and I your Quiet Observer.

Quiet Observer by DROAMM

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