Night time thoughts

Waking up with you

I can't wait to wake up to the sunlight shining
through our bedroom window. I can't wait to roll over to see you getting ready for the day and for you to reach for me just to place a soft kiss on my forehead. A kiss that will set off fire works that will shoot from my head to my toes. Tingles of electric love zinging in my veins. You my angel suspended in the light of dawn as illuminated dust particles fly around you like they are stars floating within the complex galaxy that is your soul.
I wonder what you'll think when you see me, curled in a blanket in the early morning hours, hair plastered to my face and yawning while rubbing the sleep from my eyes. How will you still kiss me? I can not fathom what you see in me. My sputtering galaxy with a super nova heart on the brink of dying. Dirty golden hair like a neglected sun shining upon the abandoned plant of my mind. My brain is much to small to be counted as something of importance. How do you kiss me?
In these quite minuets I look at you and wish to see you every morning, every night, and every second between. I want to wake next to you and hold you through the day, admiring this deeply beautiful being that I call mine. The darkness framing two awe invoking shining stars, the smile that not many see makes me feel like an outsider looking in on some sacred moment not meant for my eyes. My mortal body can not handle the love I have for you so I place pieces of that love into castles of paragraphs hoping that they will be good enough for your heart to call home. I am trying to build my Prince the fairy tail he deserves within words that will never be able to transfer into reality. I wonder what waking up with you will be like...