In our own house, our own bed, I wake up before you, and before the alarm sounds off to wake you up. I'm surrounded by your arms, with your face nuzzled next to mine. I wiggle gently as close as possible to not wake you up. I pull my leg up yours trying not to disturb you too much. I look at your face, the face of the man I love more than anything in the world. I resist kissing you, yet just looking at you makes me. I lean up and kiss your chin, your nose, and as I kiss your lips I feel your arms tighten around me as you kiss me back.
"how much time do I have before the alarm goes off?" you ask mid kiss, without opening your eyes.
"I'm not sure," glancing back to the clock, "you have about 45 minutes." I say kissing you again.
"Good" you say as you pull me closer to you and kiss me deeper with an awoken passion. |