It's quiet in the room, the lights are off and the fan whirs its gentle rhythm. Your breaths come softly as you snuggle into me just a little deeper, your fists taking hold a little tighter. The night falls quickly outside as the rain begins to drum its sweet melody on the window pane. And we rock. We rock until your body becomes heavy with sleep. We rock together. You and me, little boy. You and me. It will always be you and me.