Waiting

I lay and watch you sleeping,
eyelids flicker,
sweetly dreaming.

Your lips are moving it seems,
your whispering
in your dreams.

Breathing, you slowly rise, fall,
small movements,
barely any at all.

I feel your breath on my face,
your essence,
that fragrant trace.

Early sunlight lifts the room,
your face glows,
I see you bloom.

A kiss, a liberty I might take,
but time will out,
so I must wait.

Always this waiting, I can do,
for just a moment,
alone with you.