small moments

This morn I rolled over

and there you were

snoring lightly

with the blanket you’d ripped

from atop me

tucked tightly

between your legs

-

I shivered and I shook

from the chilly

winter morning

I wanted to nudge you

to wake you

stop your snoring

so I could sleep

-

I wanted to strip you

and steal back

the warm cover

to oust you from our bed

banishing you

my sweet lover

down to the couch

-

I just wanted to go

back to my dreams

for two hours more

is that really too much

is it selfish

to just ask for

a full night’s sleep?

-

I would have felt justified

I am quite sure

if I woke you

but I watched you sleeping

and remembered

that I like you

most of the time

-

So I snuggled my body

tight against yours

to soak in your heat

and nuzzled into your neck

with a soft kiss

warming my feet

between your toes

-

Then I heard you sigh softly

barely a moan

of contentment

the sound found its way to my heart

where it burned out

any resentment

with its pure warmth

-

This morn I rolled over

and there you were

next to me still

not a knight or a prince

just a man

one who is real

and imperfect

-

And I snuggled my body

tight against yours

and let you snooze

because love isn't something

I fell into

it's what I choose

in small moments