I touched her temple;
her vein pulsed softly.
Each strand of hair
I played with one by one,
placing them behind her ear.
I could hear her breath
in and out, like a soft whisper.
Though no words were uttered
she conveyed her love to me
with a grazing glance and sweet smile.
Laying within the moment I
could hear the second-hand clock tick;
the soft sheets exuding her scent
lingering on my brain over and over
dissolving into my heart for all eternity.
As I drift off to sleep she welcomes me,
cementing the feelings my subconscious is
conscious of; pleasant, warm and familiar
staying through the night in my dreams until
the morning and I arise happy all over again.
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