sleepy portrait

sometimes when i stare at you,

i start to fall asleep.

your face makes my vision falter,

as if my brain can’t comprehend you.

my vision tunnels,

centered on your face.

a vignette that blurs the edges,

framing you as the portrait.

a dreamy escape,

i can stare as long as i want

within this never-ending moment

but infinity ends when your eyes meet mine.

a sneaky second i steal,

a chance to fall asleep,

to watch you exist in a way

my mind can’t fathom.