The sun slid through the open window

in slices of gentle warmth,

and fell down upon her face…splashing atom-filled waves

and lighting her eyes

as she glanced slowly,

with a soft, sleep-filled smile that watered my eyes

and heavied my heart…and then turned away, content,

and then reached back toward me,

lazily,

grasping at air,

as I watched her delicate movements fade to sleep.

And as the bronze sun drifted along the rest of her,

filling the room and reaching all the dark corners,

I somehow knew that the same sun has reached my soul,

as she breathes softly and unknowingly.