Breathe

A Poem by David C. Roberson

A poem I wrote while quite smitten, for someone who felt somewhat embarrassed after repeatedly drifting off on the phone mid-conversation and devolving into absurd, adorable ramblings. This was my attempt to reassure her.

Breathe
12/11/2007
David C. Roberson

Breathe a little bit for me
And make some noise to soothe me.
My heart can only take so much,
But if I die, it's groovy.
I'll just pass with subtle smile
And steady peace of mind,
While knowing nothing of my fate—
I'm sure, I'll be just fine.

Sigh a little bit for me,
Calm my addled brains.
Forgive me if I laugh sometimes
When you don't know what you say.
It's just the night that's creepin' in,
Robbin' you of words.
I think it's cute when you're confused—
It's adorably absurd.

I ain't makin' fun, babe, so
Don't you dare suspect it.
I understand you need your rest;
Please don't feel disrespected.
Don't feel obliged to even speak—
You need your precious sleep.
I'm content to lie awake,
Just listenin' to you breathe.