I can feel that it's frigid out
I am content to stay asleep
snuggled close to you,
under the warmth of the duvet,
feel your arm holding me
listen to you breathe,
but
the cat keeps kneading
purring
patting my face
in hopes of wakening me
to feed him.
He wins.
And I'm up,
shuffling in slippers,
making coffee,
feeding the starving cat
I contemplate going back upstairs
to crawl back into bed,
snuggle close to you,
under the warmth of the duvet,
feel your arm hold me
listen to you breathe
but it's Monday
and
apparently I have a job
and
since I am the responsible sort,
I stay up,
make our lunches
and mentally make a list
of things I should do today:
1. Crawl back into bed,
2. Snuggle close to you
3. Feel your arm holding me
4. Listen to you breathe
5. Forget the world exists...