But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?


 

 

 

I do not take for granted, 

The way you slide into our bed 

lavender scented shoulders

 

I can feel the way the mattress accepts you

your sincere weight

 

I do not take for granted, 

the way your breathing sends me to sleep

more soothing than any lullaby 

 

 

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