You
Nights like these are what I cherish the most
The unmade bed, the lull of the outdoors
Light seeping trough the blinds
An ambient glow casts over you face
A face so peaceful and content
The sound of your breathing
Like waves in the ocean crashing on the shore
Quiet, Serene, Gentle
I caress your head in the crevice of my arm
And feel the warmth of your body
A reason to live, and a reason to love
I lay still beside you in awe
Careful to not wake you
I thank God I have you here
Next to me
I wake you
And the brightest eyes stare back at me
You, the happiest of all
Wag your tail
Give me tiny kisses
And I think to myself: What would I do without you?
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