I woke this morning
to the sound of
your breathing,
murmurs echoing
through the curvature
of my neck
draping it with heat.
I reached my right hand
pawing your beard,
whiskers sanding the softness
of me to the slightest touch
while a smile escaped you
with a “good morning!”
I stared at the gentle soul
dressed in a man
realizing
I am passed the “falling” part
and have
moved into the befallen
lost in La-la Land
without a returned ticket.
I will wait for you to catch up
to these emotions
as I think of the nights,
the days and moments
embraced in simplicity
of ecstasy.
I am crazy about you
as you have manifested
everything I’ve ever dreamt
in a partner.
Thank you, darling!
Ditto my own comment on “Music Sheet”. I can barely wait to meet this man of yours! Love you bunches!!!
He’s a keeper!
Wow. Cold chills. That’s all I can say. Beautiful, happy, wonderful cold chills. ❤
Thank you my love.