Calm you seemed
your chest rising and falling
lashes fluttering
I have watched you like this often
listened for your breathing at night
when you were not well
or yourself
I have even sketched you while you slept
because you dared me to
The rhythm of your snores has been my bliss
for eighteen years
without it, I would have been sleepless
What will I do without your sonorous music
how shall I be
you are my ocean's roaring
which puts my boat to gentle rocking
and then to peace.
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