Tired

Can I tell you how tired I am? 

I'm so tired, that I could sleep on your chest and not be woken by your movements. 

I'm so tired, that you could be playing with my hair and I would not stir. 

I'm so tired, that you could kiss my forehead and then my nose and peck my lips and I would not feel that you touched me. 

I'm so tired, that if you whispered my name into my ear, my eyes wouldn't open.