Angels


I awoke
to find
the east
light slowly
rising
like biscuits
in the oven
a bank
of clouds
floats
above
your
head
as I quietly
watch
you sleep
brushing
hair from your
eyes
I watch
as your
lids
flutter
by teasing
dreams
your stomach
rises
and falls
with every
breath

watching
you sleep
is what
I
imagine
angels
see
every
night