Last night I snuggled into bed between freshly washed sheets while the sounds of Tomek prepping for tomorrow's workday faded around me. Through that veil of sleep that closes in so smoothly, so wonderfully some nights, I felt his soft lips brush my shoulder blade where the blankets had slipped down. Once, twice, three times, maybe more. A whispered good night sweetie and the warm weight of love, of home, of all that is familiar settled in beside me. Warmth gently pressed against my back. A relaxed exhale, more whispered words, fading quickly as I sank down, down... I love sleeping next to you at night
Monday, October 29, 2007
when moments make memories
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4 comments:
Very sweet, Phx. You really are quite blessed.
lovely, isn't it?
yeah see, that's what i'm talking about. that's the good stuff right there.
how sweet :o)
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