visions

tomorrow day

she turns her head towards me in the middle of the night,
dark curls tumbling across a moonlit pillow,
her full lips sleep-addled with delirium
as she mumbles out a tired declaration of love.
i pull her a little closer and look into her tired eyes,
press a quick kiss to her forehead and tuck her under my chin.
she asks nothing but wants everything
and as i feel her heart beat against mine,
i know that when she says that she loves me
she
means
it.