She Sleeps

I often wake up
at night
and just watch you
sleep.
Your eyes closed
and mouth graced
with a serene smile,
the sad struggles
of the day flung
far from your peaceful face.
I just watch you.
For me
the night has always brought
processions of regret
and dread
but every time I jolt awake
fresh from a terrible dream
I see you,
so beautiful
so calm
and near.