You're My Favorite Thing To Study

You rise, and fall, in and out,

Inhale, exhale.

I count your breaths

As you dream.

I study your face.

I see that your closed eyelids 

Make the smallest movements,

And i wonder what you see behind them.

Is it me?

Is it us? 

I see the corners of your mouth

Curve up slightly.

I imagine you smiling at me. 

I smile.

I trace the curves of your ears and 

Lips and eyebrows and the tip of your nose

With the lightest touch of my fingertips.

I take in every small detail.

I don't want to forget anything

When you're gone.