Dear Lover,
I see your face in the shadow
of the blanket, behind
the crook of your sharp elbow
hiding beneath your quirky curls
and the slight hair above your lip
curving upwards
in a secret smile
I watch you sleep
stroking your hair
letting your breathing be
a quiet rhythm to soothe
the song of comfort
your heart beating
against the darkness
you are
safety
I must take all of you in
as quickly as I can
for we only have a short time
to learn the magic
of how two
become one