He lightly strokes her hair upon the pillow
Enraptured by her hand beneath her cheek
He longs to bring her close and hold her gently
Loves her so completely he feels weak
He wants these moments etched upon his memory
To close his eyes and still recall her smile
The feather of her lashes on his shoulder
These memories must last for a long while
He knows he would do anything to stay here
For everything he has is hers to keep
He longs to hear her voice upon her waking
But for now he is content to watch her sleep
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