i like to watch you sleep,
and how you breathe while you dream.
the slight touch when you move;
legs entwined, skin on skin,
how you curl your toes when you stretch.
its like watching a film i know ive seen before,
a film so delicate its almost a secret,
a film i could watch every day.
from the awkward way your finger
rests on the pillow,
to the tiny breaths you take while
half asleep.
and the way you squeeze yourself so gently
around me,
so that i know this secret film
is mine to keep.