Palace

Beautiful is him

Casually sipping coffee at my left side mid-mornings

I watch his eyes, brimming with focus

With a Valor between his lips

His arms are strong and defined, veins protruding and I can't stop watching the way he shuffels the playing cards so effortlessly.

Holding half of the deck within each hand with his thumbs inward

Skillfully interweaving them before he deals.

Palace💖

We flirtatiously chatter and make fun

Melodies rise through the air into our eardrums flowing with the beat of our hearts

I grab him and dance with him through the dining room of this urban little apartment

Beautiful is mornings with him,

Sun sneaking in through the blinds and the scent of folgers coffee in the oxygen we breathe in.

Beautiful is how he formed the worst part of my day into the very best💖

The one thing I look forward to the most in this chaotic life.

The way time slows down when he's around💖🥰

~Manic Rantings~