Warm Sweet Breath

Your warm sweet breath

falls gently on my neck

with a slight quiet murmer

issued by late night dreams

on this early spring eve

Almost awake, I am aware

of the tone of who you are

gentle, caring, a person who breaths love

for others above all

before yourself

In my sleepy state I remember

our first date it lasted 3 days

Love from the beginning for me

and for you it took a while longer

caution is part of your modesty

I treasure the tender memory

of you and our two infant sons

your grace wrapped in care

your embrace with each child

love after all is love

You touch me inside and out

like no other ever could

You’ve taught me to bend

with both wind and will

I am no longer inflexible

And on this quiet silent night

I am content to hold these feelings

knowing your peaceful slumber

will bring me peace and joy

for each moment we are together

Your warm sweet breath

falls gently on my neck

slowly I drift into deep slumber

where love and truth are the same

life as it was meant to be

Written in the spring of 2015. Photo taken in 1984.

  • Emily Brisse

    You both are so lucky to have found each other. Great words and a priceless photo.

    Good to hear your words, again, Bill! It’s been hard for me to stay up with the blogging world lately, but your voice is always one that reminds me why I started writing and reading on these interwebs in the first place. Hope you are well!

  • Montucky

    Very nicely written Bill, and the photo makes it perfect!

  • http://www.wildramblings.com Wild_Bill

    Thank you for your kind words. I am so pleased that you have enjoyed my writing over the years. Your thoughts and opinions are highly valued by me. Wishing you and your family a wonderful, full of nature, summer!

  • http://www.wildramblings.com Wild_Bill

    Thank you! Right from the heart. Hopped out of bed one night at about 1 am to write this. A moment of inspiration.

  • Teresa Evangeline

    Beautiful … love the line “where love and truth are the same … ” and what a sweet photo. :)

  • Barbara

    Good muggy afternoon from Canada Bill, it’s been such a while since I’ve written or even read many of my favourite blogs, and I’m not sure why today I saw your name and wanted to say hello. So incredibly glad I did…your words are beautiful in this lovely poem to your beautiful wife, your joy you find in each other and in the natural world and also in your sons washes over me and makes me feel like there is a bright light out there, a happy one.. Yes life passes so quickly, and we do well to remember those who strike a cord somehow, as your writing has with me over the past few years. I am starting to come out of a dark period in my life and realize how precious your words have been – not only to me…your other fans have said so too. Thank you for this poem and for sharing the beautiful photograph.

  • http://www.wildramblings.com Wild_Bill

    I can’t tell you how happy I am to hear from you. Isn’t funny how we can miss the words of someone we’ve never met. Hoping you start posting again. I could use a good dose of Canada! And thanks for your warm and complimentary words. They mean a lot to me.

  • http://www.wildramblings.com Wild_Bill

    Thanks Teresa. The photo was a long, long time ago. Hardly recognize myself! My wife, believe it or not, hasn’t changed much at all. Some of us age better I guess!!!

  • http://everyday-adventurer.blogspot.com/ Ratty

    A beautiful poem. It makes me wish I had the talent to write one. I thought about it a few times, but I can never get the words out.

  • http://www.wildramblings.com Wild_Bill

    Like you, for a long time I thought I couldn’t write poetry. It was clumsy at first, and sometimes still is, but as I tried more and more I found a poetic voice. Please try this Ratty! I’m telling you that you have hidden talents you aren’t aware of. Just put a pen to paper, or fingers to key board and see what comes out!

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