The hot cocoa days are here again.
No more the solo mornings, each sitting miles apart.
Now there are shared blankets at the breakfast table.
Pajamas and sweat pants, and less quick kissing
And more deep hugging,
Loving becomes more than just our desire.
The warmth of those we love,
Becomes necessity.
Hold me, kiss me, share this blanket with me.
Hot cocoa and Lucky charms marshmallows,
Something sugary sweet to flavor our lips.
I love this time of year,
Warm hands warming warm bodies,
Heat, and togetherness and blankets,
And best of all
Drinking hot cocoa for breakfast
With you.