When the night still hovers on the edge of the coming dawn
I heard you whisper my name.
I watched you in your slumber
as the darkness began to ebb like the fading tide
in the presence of the new born day.
Slivers of sunlight
slipped through the window this morning
gently caressing our face as you slept.
It gave you a glow
that could only have been reserved for angels.
I brushed my hand against your cheek
and your eyes fluttered,
just for a moment,
like a butterfly in humble flight,
and you looked at me and smiled.
It was at that instant that I realized
just how lucky I was just to be alive
and laying there next to you.
My heart beat just a little faster,
in those precious moments thereafter,
as I danced freely in the rapture
of loves tender touch.
I love you so much.
I almost began to weep in my joy,
just a passing moment
shared between a girl and a boy,
as I secured the blanket wrapped around you
making sure you were still warm.
There in the quiet shatter of the breaking dawn
as watched you float away
on the currents of a waking dream,
I kissed you upon your resting cheek,
leaving the mark of my unending affection
adorned on your silken skin,
as I laid my head down on the pillow beside you
and you drifted off to sleep..
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