While You Were Sleeping

Did you know, that while you were sleeping
in fields of blue heaven, tiny bells tolled
and laughed you a lullaby.
In your soft slumber upon May's largess 
for you were snowbound in elderflower 
and drowned in buttery cowslips
Gentle zephyrs caressed you, and
Lilliputian cannibals feasted on your back

A thousand azalean explosions 
invaded your deep, even breath 
and I watched you dream 
of their fleshy philanderings
how they bewitched, consumed you 
in their rainbowed bowers. 
You replied, in your half sleep talk, to
myriad avian conversations overhead.
You eavesdropped on baby oaks,
straining, dreaming of vertigo.
Even as you slept oblivious to rattling world
you were alive to wind song, bird song
alive to self.

Oh to bottle up these heady days in your arms
I would cork the moment with a kiss
and lay in treasured keepings of the heart 
our deep communion with Mother Earth
our transcendance from dulled city feet
to the elation of eternal Spring fever.