Illumination

It has just dawned upon me that you are the sunlight that lingers when the lights are off and is cast upon the screen of the insides of eyelids when dreaming... In the course of events, like breathing and sleeping or other wakeful endeavors, I have come to realize that your presence has been valued beyond all others, although they are loved with immensity, none can match the intensity of the energy emitted in the course of your events. Tendrils of moonlight spill through the curtains or slats across various pillows and they seek out your visage and countenance to encapsulate the light that the moon only wishes it could reflect.