I guard your eyes at the dawning...
Veiling you from intrusion.
I guard your face in sleep.
I sing demons of dreams back
Into their Abysses.

I know your dreams long before
You.
If mine tarry...bring me a kitten.
Or baby owl I can name
Archimedes
As Merlin did...
A life-long confidant.

I bring air melodies, responding
Sighs from Eldritch Forests...
That receive no footsteps.
I whisper fire to life, fashion tea,
Gather olden sustenance.

One dawn, when sadness disappears
From your face...
When all is right in your morning...
When you laugh at the world again...
I will tell you my real name.

For now...
I am called Woman.
Only gods can create more
Than me.

elysabeth faslund

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-woman-4/