Billowy clouds floating lazily by.
Our blanket resting in a field of wildflowers.
Purples, blues, yellows surround us in a blur.
Bumble bees murmuring.
Gossiping about our spring snuggle.
The meadow breeze is just enough
To cool the first warm April sunshine.
You on your back.
Eyes closed. Grinning. Nearly giggling with delight.
Me on my side. Next to you always.
Caressing your bare tummy.
Leaning over for a sweet spring kiss.
Not a sound to disturb us.
Not a care in the world.
Just truly mutual bliss.
Your hand caresses my forearm
As my fingertips caress you.
Our kiss deepens as you roll towards me.
The sun sneaks through a curtain crevice.
Slapping my face. Awakening me from slumber.
Mashing the alarm button. Cursing.
A full, cold, winter work day until
I get to spring snuggle with you again.
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