Saturday’s are usually non new post days for me. But sometimes thoughts just flow out of me. Thus it is with today’s poem. So, I thought that I would share this poem with you now.
P.S. And if I may suggest, begin the video and listen to Chopin’s Nocturne Op. 9 No 2 as you read my poem.
“To Sleep, My Beloved” by Gratiana Lovelace
To sleep, my beloved,
is to give respite to my weariness.
And to dream,
is to give hope to my despair.
Thus, my waking dreams
become a hopeful reality.
You are there wanting me.
I am there disbelieving your want.
Yet it is my want, my desire that drives my dreams.
Symbolically, you are me and I am you.
So, my dreams are more about me than about you.
But still I dream of love with you.
Would you welcome the tenderness of love
that I feel for you? Perhaps, perhaps not.
Love is an abstract concept, except in the daily living of it.
Though I offer my love sincerely, this love for you is my creation.
My own romance is joyful and loving.
My own beloved is all that I could hope for.
He is kind and caring, sexy and playful.
I would not supplant him with you.
So I wish you love and joy,
to find someone to share your life with.
Yet you are private and solitary,
not given to romantic displays–except when required.
Skittish like a colt, you are.
Racing like the wind toward the horizon.
Only briefly does your forward movement slow,
as you graze to take your fill. Then off you go again.
My own hair is long and sleek now.
It falls over and about my shoulders in soft curls.
It is both a raiment and a conceit,
clothing me in a supposed beauty.
To me, your beauty lies in your strength,
in your artistry, in your gentlemanly ways.
And, in truth, your beauty that is your
handsomeness stills me in awe even now.
What is this power that you have to enchant me from afar?
To beckon me to imagine as my muse.
When knowing each other is impossible.
Except, my dreams make it possible.
For if you would love me unconditionally,
then my dreams would be fulfilled.
And if you are really me in my dreams.
Then with your love, I would love me unconditionally, too.
And thus, my love awaits for you to fulfill it.
Because my restful dreams are of love with you.
And so I sleep and dream, to summon your love to me.
And I summon a hope of love for you as well.
“Yundi Li plays Chopin Nocturne Op.9 No.2”, a video by Sissco was found at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EvxS_bJ0yOU
Richard Armitage portrait (blurred here) from the July 2011 Project Magazine photo shoot and article was found at http://www.richardarmitagenet.com/images/gallery/Richard/Promos/ProjectMagJuly2011/album/slides/MattHolyoak-36.html
Richard Armitage portrait (blurred here) from the July 2011 Project Magazine photo shoot and article was found at http://www.richardarmitagenet.com/images/gallery/Richard/Promos/ProjectMagJuly2011/album/slides/MattHolyoak-07.html