We draw the veil on the Wake Up-series with this last installment. Let’s see how this one plays out. Enjoy, and thanks for reading.
There is no greater pleasure, than waking up next to you.
Watching the morning light flicker on your skin,
dance off your freckles and light up your face.
Watching you make faces in your last throes of sleep.
Pouting your lips at an imaginary suitor,
your eyes flitting open and closed.
Your breathing steady,
your every curve flowing in the light of early dawn.
It makes me weak in the knees,
to wake up to a vision of almost-perfect.