Morning Light.

The window is open today and
Your ocean eyes wash upon me with
Open arms. I breathe for their
Fluttering lashes - the
Breaths are new. Once
Our hands have touched yours
Line up with mine;
Laughter playing down the corridor but
I can't feel it for reality
Leaves us.
Just us.
Sleep muggy breath softly touches my lips,
And your heart pumps beneath my rested head.