Our World

He's awake:

My breath 
had left me completely 
as I lay beside her,
counting her shallow breaths,
feeling the rhythm of her heartbeat 
which lulled me to sleep.

She's awake:

As I lay beside him,
with the moonlight casting 
a shadow 
over his cherub like features 
and his warmth engulfing me, 
it was this warmth of his
 that kept me safe, 
from many a
 cold sleepless winters.

In the broad daylight,
With the chaos of this world around us 
We still lay underneath our white blanket-
In our little world, untouched, 
unblemished.
                                    - Khateeja Sadaf