Yesterday I was watching you
While you slept in my arms,
Deep breath touching the shoulder,
You were dreaming on own terms.
I could have woken you up,
Breaking your dream
I preferred to sit quietly
Allowing dreams to beam.
I could read your thoughts,
Streaming on the forehead tips,
The lots of unfulfilled wishes
Murmuring out of curved lips.
‘I still believe, you could do it‘
Your closed eyes just said so,
I whispered ‘Yes and I love you’
Your eyebrows twitched ‘Don’t I know?’
Pen and paper 