Hold
if you fell asleep
in my arms
with your head against my shoulder
and your hand resting lightly
on my chest
above my heart
if you were curled against me
dreaming some perfect dream
breathing slowly
if you were here
right now
where I could hold you
how could I not say
that I love you
more in this moment
than in any other I have ever felt?
Don McGonigal
August 2004
In French?