Besting the Best.
Those crackles from wood on after-work
fires are warmly relaxing
as is the swish of home-winging birds or
rain on panes making a splash
or Summer\'s light murmur of night-wind
passing thru slumbering trees.
and what of those
somnolent tocks after slow ticks of my
grandfather clock
or the continuous sizzle as near boiling
my kettle sings on the hob?
None of these soothing rhythms ever
come near to besting the best for me
as sounds most precious and gentlest
are low whispers of your satisfied sleep
and slow breathing, next to my breast.