Imagine, a night of sleeping. Sometime in the early morning, around dawn, one of us wakes up and stirs. This brings the other out of sleep. “Good morning,” one of us says. “What time is it?” says the other. “Very early. Too early.” A sleepy hug pulling each other closer, wrapping around them a little more tightly. A kiss on the cheek. “Let’s go back to sleep.” A quiet noise of agreement. A kiss between lips that are sleepy but smiling, a kiss that turns into a few more. Readjusting our weight and how we’re tangled together. One more kiss. And we fall asleep again.