Thoughts....

The beauty of the sleeping one

Being nervous through the night,
but lying here feels so right.
Looking at your face so close
Your angelic face outshining the simplest rose.

Could I do not hope to be by your side
I would be up for that ride.
Sleeping better than I have did before
Shoulders just feeling sore.

The bird chirping in the dawn
Your face that has me drawn.

So perfect a night has been
I feel seen

You will not know of this poem
Unless one day I am ready to show it.