The night is late, the streetlight glows softly orange
Through the slats of the apartment blinds
An old movie, black and white, plays softly
One she loves. Adding a gentle silver glow to the room
And in my lap, she lays sleeping, sharing our blanket
Sharing our life, sharing a heartbeat
… and sharing a dream
I love to watch her sleep
Gentle breathing, occasional snores
The odd sleep twitch and mumbled word
And I gaze at the one I know I love above all else
The only woman I know I can ever love
Over the years we have been apart many times
But we always find our way home to our love
… to each other
The only love we can know or desire
I feel my leg begin to tingle, pins and needles tingle
But I cannot move it, I cannot
To do so would spoil this perfect moment in time
And I won’t do that
All my love I see before me in this beautiful lady
Complete contentment and happiness
Wrapped in a huddle of blankets and in my arms
… as they gently encircle her warm shoulders
And although I know it can’t,
… I want this moment in time,
To never end, to last forever
Because I love her
I feel her gently stir, and I bend forward to kiss her cheek
A yawn, a smile on that sleepy face I know so well
A look of love in her eyes, such beautiful brown eyes
And that love is mirrored in mine
I love her
And in my love for her
… I am home.
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