As my eyes open and I awake, I lay quietly.

You are there, laying next to me. Sleeping so peacefully.

Through the window the moonlight enters falling softly on the bed below.

I see it as it touches you. Soft, gentle, quiet. It almost seem surreal.

Edging close, as I gaze, the moonlight dancing on your skin.

A soft glow as it touches you. Mysterious, magical as it draws me in.

I keep thinking, "don't disturb her", as I watch the beauty unfold.

A temptation to touch and be, to feel the magic that I see.

So soft and warm as you lay there still. Not knowing what transpires.

My hand moving closer yet holding back. It would be a sin to disturb the beauty.

But I must, I can't, I will, no stop.

To be drawn not by the light, but knowing the gentleness it touches.

A connection that only comes from deep within two souls.

To see the gentleness that is you, embodied by the lumos of night.

Takes me in and keeps me close, holding my breath within.

Though you don't even know, another moment shared,

While the moonlight dances on your skin.