TO: Jeff, FROM: Jess

I watched you sleep last night.
A little strange I know, but I couldn't take my eyes off you.

Your face looked so perfect.
In peace and probably in a dream, you're expression followed in step.

With your head rested up against your hand and your body slightly angled upward, you held me tightly under your elbow with your arm gripping me around my chest.
Risking your comfort just to keep me warm.

I press my ear against your chest to better hear the sound of your heart.
It's thumps and pulses are gentle against the side of my head and I can easily close my eyes.
I try to match your breathing, studying the rising and falling of your chest, finally perfecting the increments.

Tangling my fingers into yours, my gaze continues to linger on your perfect face.
Not a twitch, not a frown, not a feature out of place.
I'm so exhausted and really want to go to sleep but I'm afraid to close my eyes, just in case I miss something.
What if you wake up, or what if you don't?
Still my eyes are fixed upon you and you alone.

Feeling a little movement underneath the weight of my head, I quickly close my eyes and look away.
You're awake now, looking down on me with a smile that I've only ever see on you.
Bright white like crystals freshly polished and put on display.
Shiny blue, like the largest and freshest body of water tingling with love and life.
And a soft, gentle touch to go with the real life dream I've come to love.

"Good morning baby", flows so effortlessly from your lips.
"Yes babe. Yes it is."