My husband and I are working different shifts – he comes to bed as I am waking up and leaves for work as I am driving home at the end of my work day. Sometimes those brief moments when we are both in the same location (our bed) at the same time are all we have together in the course of our day.
My first entry in Edward Hotspur’s Romantic Monday weekly feature:
In the quiet predawn hour
I listen for his key in the lock -
Home after a long night shift.
I’ve warmed his side of the bed
With my head on his pillow.
He hopes I am asleep but secretly
Wants to snuggle and talk
Before attempting to sleep
Through a day filled with lawnmowers,
Barking dogs, sirens and sunshine.
He slides under the covers;
Icy skin against my warmth.
Snuggled perfectly and comfortably we
Drift in and out of sleep, together.
My arm around him, our fingers intertwined.
His breathing slows – mine quickens
Neither moves – he drifts off to sleep
I drift awake – a sweet transition.
Happy for the closeness.
Together in this moment.
For the rest of our lives
- Prelude To A Romantic Monday Into The Horizon (edwardhotspur.wordpress.com)