Love comes quietly,
about me, on me,
in the old ways.
What did I know
able to go
alone all the way.
From For Love: Poems. Copyright © 1962 by Robert Creeley. Used with permission of the Estate of Robert Creeley and The Permissions Company.
A Song to Wake Your Dear in the Morning I kiss the locks of your hair: Do you feel me there, Sleepy one? I will put a kiss on your brow: Are you waking now? Won't you wake, sleepy one? A kiss on your left eye; on your right— Closed tight, closed tight! Oh, you are a hard one to wake! A kiss on your nose Where your deep breath goes, Sleepy one! Now a kiss for each ear: Do you hear, do you hear? Wake, sleepy one! A kiss for this cheek; a kiss for this: How many kisses you will miss! Won't you wake? Won't you wake? Now I come to your lips that I love: Oh, you are waking! You wake and move! Sleepy one! Sleepy one, My kisses are done. Oh, you are a hard one to wake!
This poem is in the public domain.