I love you like the ocean's roar.
In fact, I love you even more.
Yes, every stupifying snore.
I love the wind between your lips.
Your exhale doesn't sigh; it rips.
(The breeze it blows could sink warships.)
And yet, your wild wind fills my sail.
Each night you wrap me in a gale,
a storm set off with each inhale.
Your foghorn warns me through the night.
My eyes fly open, wide and bright.
(I wake up safe but look a fright.)
I love your spittle when you spray me,
but do I need a respite? Maybe.
Without you, I sleep like a baby.
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I'm laughing in empathy 'cause I sleep with one of 'em too! Who knew a body could emit such a ruckus, huh?! It really is something! Bless you for your humor:)
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ReplyDeleteI must remember to proof read!!!! I meant to say, Are you sleeping with someone I know? but that was not what I typed.
ReplyDeleteVery funny and I totally understand.
Ha!
ReplyDeleteOf course, babies are kind of noisy sleepers, too.
LOL! I love this one (too). Especially since I sleep with one who snores. Loudly!
ReplyDeleteLoved this! My husband snored like a chain saw until he was diagnosed with sleep apnea. Now he has an apparatus that eliminates his snoring altogether! (I'm now the snorer!)
ReplyDeleteNo snorers here but I sure wish I could sleep better.
ReplyDeleteFantastic little poem!!
ReplyDeleteYikes! That is absolutely on target...
ReplyDeleteYour exhale doesn't sigh; it rips.
ReplyDelete(The breeze it blows could sink warships.)your foghorn warns me through the night...omg...you had me in tears almost reading this...hahaha
Very funny! I've actually not slept with another person in years. I've been divorced for almost 20, never remarried. I don't think I could sleep with another person at this point.
ReplyDeleteCorrection: I did have to share a bed with my son once when he was eleven. It was like wrestling an alligator, maybe worse. He kicked, flopped, positioned himself diagonally. I finally went and tried to sleep on a couch that was too short for me and prayed my brother's dogs wouldn't eat me.
That was great, Sue! The Great Dane's snoring drove me to distraction for years, and then he had a life-threatening occurrence that now leaves me listening for his breathing at night. The snores are loud evidence that he is there and alright! That said - I do enjoy the sleeps I get when I work on the mainland and stay in a hotel!
ReplyDeleteI really had to laugh at this one. My husband doesn't snore, but I am a bed hog and so sleep much better when I don't have to share. Love the way you described the snoring, though.
ReplyDeleteI know I'm the snorer in this family and I'm sure hubby sleeps much better when I'm not there! Thankfully, he puts up with me!
ReplyDeleteMy husband snores. Thankfully no really loud.
ReplyDeleteVery fun and funny poem, but my wife is not amused when grunt!
ReplyDeleteHa! This sounds like my 3-year-old when he has a head cold. :)
ReplyDeleteAh...
ReplyDeleteI loved this.
My husband is a snorer.
Apparently I am not!
I think the noise of the snore is even worse than the noise of the c-pap!
Thanks for the incredibly fun link Miss Sue!
This was awesome!
Hugs and A+
hahaha!!! Loved your wit and rhyme!
ReplyDeleteSadly, it seems that lately, I have been more of the snorer, rather than the snor-ee.
Blessings & Aloha!
Yay! I am finally catching up to some of my "I" visits! Yikes! I am still not in a routine with my blogging and visiting. I hope you can pop on over to my place :o)
This belongs in a poster! Or at the very least, a Hallmark card. Haha! Way to poetically approach the problem, Sue! Now how do I slip this into her reading material without her noticing and not get dog-housed doing so?
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