Quiet footsteps, muffled by a steady beat.

The thief entered through a side window;

It was broken, but the Robber was uninjured.

Sneaking across the room, treading silently;

The beat quickens.

A sideways glance reveals the sleeping form;

Soft and peaceful…complex.

Thoughts racing through dreams;

The thief slides closer;

The beat quickens.

Reflections in sleep, like an ocean:

Smooth and rough at the same time;

Full, yet empty…enigmatic.

Cryptic messages that only sleep comprehends,

As the beat quickens to equal Thought’s velocity.

The thief watches, and waits…

Ever-vigilant…

Remaining.