Eye of the Storm

I watch you sleep
Your head on my lap
My arm across your chest
A simple moment
A peaceful moment
One of the happiest of my life

Looking back
I realize my idea of happiness had been skewed
My joy was nothing more than an absence of fear
The beauty of the moment is tainted by its reality
Sweetness stemming solely from rarity

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