One Morning
I was so warm and comfortable. Slowly I floated out of sleep. I was snuggled deep under a heavy blanket with a warm, strong arm wrapped around my waist. Glancing over my shoulder I could see your face, so peaceful in sleep. I knew it was still early, the light coming through the window was still tinged with pink from the sunrise. Sighing, I figured I would get up and make us some breakfast before you had to get ready...