A brief moment in the sun

I opened my eyes to the warm amber of the sun, and the smell of what reminded me of an ambrosian infinity. She was lying her head on my chest and was peacefully unbothered by the rising and falling of my chest as I breathed in her scent. I closed my eyes hoping to remember this forever, to taste this moment and die happy. I wake up, and force myself back to sleep, back to the memory of happiness and pure abandonment from the pressures of life.