"Iambic Pentameter"

I lay here in my arms my boyfriend sleeps,
We watch him dream; our cat her silence keeps.
The weekend spent but still remains some time
To think about this moment and a rhyme.
I could get up to get these accents down;
I'd miss his warmth; so much does he surround
My life with kindness, duty, pleasure. I
Abandon independence with a sigh
Of thanks to fate or chance or both these dears
And stroke his face while breaking sunlight nears.