A Waking Moment

I wake, eyes misted, warm, in comfort I am not alone, I sense another, then slowly Eye focus and see her there, soft breathing And I watch, not wishing this moment to end There is a time, brief it is, before the bustle When all is quiet, to wonder, consider in silence When words mean nothing, just feelings And I look, not wishing this moment to end The rise and fall of shape, a slow, subtle move Peace, so tranquil, innocent and calm It is the time when we are real, unmasked This moment before the day And I gaze, not wishing this moment to end I reach to stroke a tress of hair, gently aside I don’t want to break this spell, this passing As a fingertip touches her face, eyes flutter Open slowly and she smiles, moves closer to me and sighs And I hold her, not wishing this moment to end 2021