9:16 a.m.

watching you sleep.

your eyelids pulsate.

relaying morse code to me.

you are perfect.

whispering my worries and hopes.

you sigh approval.

lift a strand of sun from you cheek,

you smile.

in your slumber,

i hope that you can feel my hunger.

your belly laughs.

if i hold you tenderly enough,

i avoid death for a moment.

a sliver of light cuts

the room's cool darkness,

seducing you.

your lovely form turns

to meet the rival sun.