And in the morning…

And as my eyes slowly open the next morning, and I realize that I really do have the most beautiful woman to have ever walked this planet in my arms next to me, nothing but a silk nightie and some silk boxers between us under those flannel covers…

You'll hum softly as you roll over, letting me gather you up in a spoon…

And maybe I'll slide that nightie up over those perfect hips… my hands seeking that skin that I love so well… But I know you're still sleepy, so I won't bother you…

Though I might press up against you… no pressure, not an invitation… just… hello. As I move my hand up under the silk to rest on a perfect breast…

But if, as you wake up, you press yourself back into me a bit, humming a little again…

Maybe we'll stay like that for a while, tangled up in the sheets, quiet and warm…

Or maybe I'll make a little adjustment…

And as I slide into place… I'll nibble your ear, and whisper…

“Good morning, beautiful… god I love you…”

Yours.