see you cuddled right next to me; eyes shut and breathing evenly. I see peace in your face and a warmth emanating from your body.
I gently stroke your hair and see you wince. I smile and kiss on your forehead. This time you smile. Yes, you smiled in your sleep. And I was awed. It was such an innocent smile. Childlike.
I observe your chest raising up and down rhythmically as I run my fingers through your body.
Elders say that you should never stare at someone who is sleeping. I never understood why not until I saw you sleeping; beautifully… innocently… angelically!