It’s Wednesday morning,
And I imagine all the busy bees of 9-5—school and ties, walking–
I hope you’re as satisfied with this hump day as I.
For me, I lay in my bed next to my love as he dreams dreams as sweet as him.
Mornings are my favorite;
as his breath is as soft as the music I play behind it all.
I’m grateful for his presence here since I won’t be within it again until the end of the week.
Oh my love, I wish you knew how I really felt.
I could spend eternity in these sheets with you as long as we could sleep in each other’s arms;
I’d be the happiest woman in the world.
The colder it gets, the more people huddle inside my job with scarves and jackets of 60° weather.
The holidays are here and I don’t need lights to feel it.
‘Tis the season I read a lot of books, snuggle up with my laptop, and write everything I wish I would year ’round.
What do you tend to do during this time?
I’ll be here awaiting your response;
whoever you are.