another poem about you.

it's
3:00
on a monday
afternoon
and the
rain beats on
the windows
and
my heart beats
in my chest
and
she breathes
gently
with her eyes
closed
asleep on my
beating heart
that beats in my chest
and her head
rises
and
falls
as i breathe
in and out,
not sleeping
but awake because
there is so much to see:

her face and her body
and all that wonderful beauty,
sung to sleep by
the earth's lullaby,
laying here with me
on this rainy monday afternoon

and i feel like
i have reached
nirvana
or heaven
or something
like that