Rise and fall, inhale and exhale

Expand and deflate, up and down

Beat for every second that passes

Breathe for every but pulsating

Eyes half-shut, half-open

Brows that meet halfway

When things are heard spoken

Forehead wrinkling to my little noise

Eyes opening to my every move

Little snores to thunderous yawns

The peaceful sleep in which he spawns

Little by little hands inching for grasp

Skin to skin touching hand to hand

Resting in slumber thou shalt not awaken