i live for those little weekday moments where your work alarm goes off at 8 am and you stretch to turn it off. i'll pretend to still be asleep and stretch as if your ringer disturbed my slumber just for you to
a) pull me to your chest and kiss my forehead before we lightly massage the other - you: my back and me: your chest - until we both fall asleep until snooze rings
b) place your hand on my thigh and rub it until we both fall back asleep
c) grab my hand and intertwine my fingers with us - the two of us sleeping like otters floating with their soul mate as one
d) roll on top of me and kiss my chest while your hand slithers underneath my shorts and your finger slips into my warmth
e) all of the above
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Bloom
PoetryI was a flower starting to wilt before you showed up and began watering my petals. © Christine Marie 2017
