While You Slept

So softly he sleeps,
Silent, but for his gentle snoring.
Unaware of what is to come.

Slipping slowly past him,
Sliding down those satin sheets of sin,
I hold my breah as he stirs,
To turn on his other side.

Then in one fluid moment,
I exhale, am up and gone.
Not even the whispered "Goodbye"
Breaks his ceremonious slumber.

While he courts a seductive sandwoman,
I have adventures.
Far away from the bondage of his eyes,
I wander far and long.
Down dead-end streets and forest paths.
I watch the sunrise from some forgotten summit.
Alone in absolution...
I breath in freedom, too fleeting to last.

All this before returning to my cell.
As his eyes flicker under closed lids,
Before the snoring slowly subsides,
Everything is as it was before.

Though I am changed, he is forever-more.