Waking to love

I lay in a quiet state before waking. I am seeing before my lids are open. They stare as focus lightens after the sun has caused a bright glow within me. How can eyes see behind lids while still asleep? My breath teases me wanting release. Arms stretch, fingers reach, while flopping onto the bed. I’m awake. You reach out and lean to trace my lips, as they long for a kiss. Where have you been? As tingling waves dance, reaching my toes. I wiggle and arch back. Your hand reaches under me pulling me into shoulders wrapping around me, while tugging the sheets swaddling my child like needs. Shoulders squeeze me.

The cool air enjoys the sheets waiting for me to let go, knowing I have held on for too long. I am in a tug of war with my head, heart and toes. I want to feel the days calling in its magic. The deepness of my breath into my chest and my stomach rises, I pause then standing. I’m breathing out into the day. You are waiting and we are up and off together.