Landscape And Poetry

I love early mornings



I love early mornings when I am with you. When I am half asleep and half awake, as my body moves on its own, finding its way towards you as it fervently wants to be with you. As I grab and got a  hold of you until you are tucked away safely inside my arms, while I soak up every inch of body heat that you can offer. I will kiss you on your shoulder and whisper to your ear that you are mine forever. I want to hold you tight, a simple action to let you know that whatever happens I will always be here for you and never let go. We will be caught up in this moment, in this comfort, where the world does not matter, and even time feels like it stood still. Only thing that matters is your heart and my heart hearing each other and dancing on a rhythm that only they could understand.

As we spend lots of mornings like this, you will know that this your home, that I am your home, and that you are home. This is where you belong, safely inside my arms.