In The Morning in Your Bed

a beautiful love story....ENJOY

In The Morning in Your Bed

 

I woke up this morning in your house

In your bed

Without you in it

You would not believe what was going through my head

As I sniffed your pillow

The scent of your hair

Has left a smear of delight

Last night

If you decided to kill me in my sleep

By suffocation

With this very pillow

I would have died with a smile on my face

It is as if, only two senses are working

As my nose pulls in the air

And my hand is lurking

This bed feeling that warm spot

In my own lil world

Like I forgot

That you were even there

 

All I can hear is

SSHHHHH.....

The shower whispers to me from the other room

As if it’s telling me to be quiet

Because she was busy

So I will not shake up her shower singing session

I quietly made up her bed and cleaned up our mess and

Tip toed to the kitchen

Where I would attempt to make breakfast

But get this

I can't cook

I figured that if she walked out the shower

And saw me trying

Then the look

Would make her like me even more

Then we would do the classical move

I would drop something, and we would both bend over to get it

And bump our heads reach down to the floor

But this world is not perfect and neither am I

So I figured I would try

And do something that I am good at

I dropped the apron and the cooking hat

And let the ideas flow to me

I know one thing I'm good at and that’s poetry

So I will set the table and set out the plates

And position the silver ware

And I hear her yell from the other room

"Baby is you still there?" "You still alive"

I say

"Yes baby I’m here, but wait cause I got a surprise"

She says okay

And I know that she respectively rolled her eyes

So I sat at her table at her home

And wrote a poem

It read

 

I woke this morning and took a deep breath

And exhaled

A fairytale

Of me and you living happily ever after

I wanted to cook you breakfast

But I can't cook so I fixed up this

A few lines

That I thought would turn into your sun and shine

And become food for your mind

I hope you don’t mind

Me doing this everyday

Until I write a book

Or learn how to cook

Either way

Every waking day

I have in your company

I will do whatever I have to do

To please you

So please do.....me a favor

And excuse me and my conscious for discussing you

We are just stuck on the idea of loving you

 

And I would take that poem

Use the origami skills I was taught

And fold into the shape of a heart

Placing it in the center of her plate

Call me a fool for doing this

I will accept any label

I would walk her to her table

She is looking at me like I am foreign

It’s like she don't get this

All I can say is good morning

I made you breakfast

 

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And I would take that poem
Use the origami skills I was taught
And fold into the shape of a heart
Placing it in the center of her plate
Call me a fool for doing this
I will accept any label
I would walk her to her table

Such wonderful lines here, i even got a little smirk at this, such a wonderful write from the heart and soul.