Wake her up

The sun's light was held in check by the billowy curtains that kept the bedroom dark for hours beyond the coming of the dawn. A single small ray split the otherwise quiet and dark room, coming to rest on the soft swell of her hip. The light was not bright enough to wake her, nor the heat of its caress. But it was enough to wake him from his sleep, drawing a smile to his rough bearded face as he peered in utter adoration at the woman that lay at his side.