For Elvira Poem by Juan Olivarez

As I watch
Your beautiful face
relaxed, free of worries,
Of the trials of life,
Beautiful yes, as always
Lost in dreams so deep,
My heart skips a beat.

Forty two years now,
You have endured,
My calms
And my storms.
my loving carresses,
And my fits
Of primal rage.

And
As your chest,
Gently rises and falls,
And your angelic face,
Smiles at some dream lover,
I smile myself, and count my blessings.

You move and moan,
In your sleep,
And I drop my pencil,
And composition book,
And turn down, The Land Unknown,
Tonights late show on Svengoolie.

Rest my love,
Sleep my Gaelic beauty.
Your sleep is yours,
And yours alone.
In the morning,
I will be here for you,
As I have been,
Since the world was young.

5/24/14
ALTON TEXAS