sacred pasture

... There he is. Peacefully sleeping under his unconsciousness while I starve for his stare and the sweetness of his kiss.


I watch him breathe like a baby in a crib.
I listen to his breath like a lullaby in the night.


Its late now, and I should be sleeping now.


But I don't want to.
I want to keep staring at his serenity.


His lips are pouted and his eyes are shut.


How wonderful this moment is....
How wonderful my life is with my man....