Good morning. I think dreamily
As you slip into bed quietly beside me.
Trying not to wake or disturb me
But I feel the cold from your body
And wrap you in my arms and my warmth
You worked all night while I slept
But you were in my dreams
The last thing I thought of before sleeping was you
Your smile, your uncertain tears
And I love you
As I wrap my warm body around yours
I know how lucky I am to have you with me
I have been with women graced with beauty graced with kindness
Full of love
But never one that had all of those and more
As you do.
Sometimes your kindness and love overwhelms me
Leaves me so afraid of it ending
I have had that before
It hurt and I suppose I expect it again
Can you get used to pain?
©2010 Stan Rogers