In Dreams

I lie in bed, watching you sleep
while your nose almost takes off
like the beginning of a story
before you turn over.

I lie in bed, watching your eyelids
brush up and down
in a backwards argument
with your eyes.

I lie in bed, watching your face
move up and down
like sheep over fences
before leaping over mountains,

and finally oceans
between worlds
and worlds into solar systems

before tapping into galaxies.

And in it all

I would still love you.