Prompt: a day, love
Image credit: Felipe Bruner
I love you in the morning when the sun creeps in around the blinds and we roll closer together under the blanket, brushing fingers against skin and stealing time together as the alarm clock goes off behind us.
I love you when you chase me across the cold floor after a shower, the smell of coffee in the air and our movements still sluggish with sleep, and when you catch me you hands slide across my skin and wrap me closer.
I love you when I pick you up in the afternoon, running my lips against yours as you get into the car, the weight of work slowly lifting from our shoulders as you wrap your hand around mine.
I love you after dinner when we’re sitting in the kitchen, staring at the dishes in the sink and talking about the future as our drinks grow warmer and you spin one of my rings around my finger.
I love you when we’re sitting on our futon, me in your lap, and we’re quoting Firefly along with the episode and then suddenly you’re kissing me and your hands are on my waist and you are wrapping yourself around me saying “I love you.”
I love you as our eyes lock and I’m on the bed under you and your fingers are woven in my hair and I am dying small, little deaths with my love for you.
I love you at night when we’re curled together and I can feel your heart beating in my ear and you are soft and warm against my skin and the edges of “you” and “me” have ended and we are only us.