I went up to my room
Grateful for its simple elegance
In bed,
I stretched luxuriously
Relishing the feel of crisp sheets
Yawning I curled up
Closing my eyes I used my imagination
I felt his weight
Watching me as I slept
He lifted his hand
Brushing a wisp of hair out of my eyes
Then leaning down he kissed my forehead
His kiss was like being touched by butterfly wings
I felt no alarm
He closed the doors to the balcony
Before turning to leave
He said "goodnight my sweet nightengale"
"Goodnight"
The lamplight dimmed
The sound of the sea fading away
A deep and peaceful sleep overcame me.
