As Angels Alight

by kholinar

There’s something amazing about falling asleep at night with someone clinging to you, their head resting on your shoulder. It brings me awake and sets all thoughts of sleep aside for those first moments in our darkened room. It is a time of being loved in repose. Not with a thought, but in existence. Simple yet blinding to comprehend, its essence is what I imagine will encompass the first epoch of worship in heaven.