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