Sunday, April 4, 2010

today it is beautiful outside

mr grumpy sleeps,
nose a-whistlin, while a cat
tunnels through the tents

made by our bodies
and the duvet. cookie crumbs
gather in the crook

of my collar bone;
i lick a finger to pick
them up, and bask in

the radiance of
afternoon sun made better
by such laziness.


Christina said...

This sounds familiar, as I listen to my fiance snore next to me, haha.
I like this.

hbynoe said...

these days have grown
infrequent for me, so when
they come i make sure and be

within the crumbs