my heart

the eyes she sees when she looks at herself have changed so much given inner wealth with this love he gives her she has grown and found a...

she cannot sleep she watches him the room is warm the light is dim    

as she sleeps he watches gently with each breath so eloquently if she is still or if she stirs afraid to touch lest she demurs      

i sit in anticipation, trying to either desparetely squelch this anxiety or turn it tone into hope.  frightened, exhilarated....not knowing ...

this deep dark hole in which i sink so saddened i just sit and think with lips so heavy mouth not speaking heart so burdened pain is leak...

the tired, sluggish headachy feel is giving me its old raw deal i do not know from whence it comes only that it makes me glum lopside...

he holds her close she holds his heart both so together   from the start and where theyve been all theyve been through they found eac...