Startled awake, i turn over.
The clock *glowing* green read:
I’d fallen asleep with the phone next to me, ::sigh::
I smile. Resigned.
This is life: (beautiful) in its own spiteful way, falling asleep next to a quiet phone.
With one arm wrapped around a pillow.
Realized you were probably in your bed by now.
Gave you a hug in my head instead, and a faintly resigned smile.
And rolled back over to find your body in feathers.
my hands groping for your voice instead,
Longing to hear any number of syllable secrets spill through the pregnant dark about your heart
Imagining those alive velvet lips brushing close to mine as we exchange liquid energies
Hoping i drew a smile from your heart, last night.
You’re a powerhouse of passion,
And i’ve brought my sunglasses.
I await for your company to bask in warm rest
And to feel the fire again
Will you break through darkness this morning, dear sun?