loved and loving

it's almost noon.

i'm here at my desk...looking for something to hold my gaze until he wakes up.

and then i'll look at him.

i'm fighting the urge to watch him sleep.
i wanna put my fingers in his dreams and weave pretty pictures for him to look at.

...until he wakes up and looks at me.

i'm in one of those moods...
i wanna cook him brunch
make sure he's fed all day...

keep him smiling
earn forehead kisses and bottom squeezes that make me giggle.

i keep trying to think of things to write, but he pours out.
all brown skin and strong hands and soft lips...

guess that's what i'm stuck with today.

but i'm not complaining...

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