Lying in bed,
slowly sinking and rising with your chest,
peeking at the too bright sun through my blinds.

The tingling of my entire left arm
as i have it draped, like the curtains I don't have,
over your sleeping body.

Listening to the steady drumming of your heart,
wishing you would wake up,
just so I could kiss your lips once more.

Being perfectly comfortable
in a sleepy sunset afternoon.