A poem for my wife. I tried writing a Shakespearean sonnet, but the whole iambic pattern still eludes me. So have kept the other elements of the sonnet true, ignoring an iambic pattern. Enjoy.
My first breath came from your kiss
My heart pumped at your touch
My body moved so as to not miss
My eyes opened to behold such
Life began when you were found,
I waited patiently for that first gasp.
Beating in silence my heart bound
Desired feelings eluded my clasp,
Yet I had fallen and risen.
Learnt to service by one
Been free with loving, no prison
In the end I had come undone
Your love had awoken me
You are my life blood, you see