I watch at night. I'm sitting in bed. Sleep. Perceive their selfless love how they look at me. Why should we wait for the other eye has to perceive his eyes closed? It's as if we recall that we allowed more presence.
I watch at night. My heart is normal but the pace is appointed. Di-to-di-to di-to ... and I smile. In silence pass my hand across his forehead. Step one finger on his lips (the finger that you choose), he jump.
I watch at night. The turmoil of the day has fallen, amid the stillness, I remember her embrace when you arrive. That smile that says "I love you" before stating it. That dance you do before going to the bathroom to hold you woke up together.
I watch at night. I am grateful that I can. I lie down beside him, approached my face to your breathing. I close my eyes and murmur of the air that animates it, I'm leaving off to sleep. When everything is dark, light up the night his arms around me and saying in a whisper. "Good night, love."
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