My lover speaks while asleep,
And what is said makes no sense.
Sometimes it is questions about myself, things I am thinking, things I will or should do.
And sometimes it is about what I have done.
And what is said makes no sense, because my lover, the one to whom I am so happily married, is asleep, and it is not a conscious mind that speaks to me.
So the things said and often the words mean nothing.
But what is said is said with great caring and love. I am clearly very important to the person who is speaking; -I am beloved.
May we, every one of us, also always be speaking love -even when we are not making sense.
Friday, May 18, 2007
My Lover Speaks to Me
Posted by Locust-Eater at 7:26 AM
Labels: Foolishness, Love, Sleep, Wisdom
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