I usually wake up in the morning and have to hit the ground running. I'm way too neurotic to rest in bed like a normal person. Thus, this poem: The feel of her skin against my own as she sleeps; coffee beckons me.
I usually wake up in the morning and have to hit the ground running. I'm way too neurotic to rest in bed like a normal person. Thus, this poem:
The feel of her skin
against my own as she sleeps;
coffee beckons me.