The cooling air of the night falls gently Into the room as I enter.
The dim light softest butter yellow shows you asleep in the armchair glasses askew, book laying open across your lap A small smile upon your face and a small snore escaping your lips.
And I know once again. that... I love you
Til time immemorial begins, ends and dissolves away
He waits up for me, at least he tries to on those night I work late