written August 23rd, 2016

"In the midst of the night, through groggy eyes, she slips her hand through the inviting slits of his

She grips tightly, trying to make body language say the words she was too tired to say

Half asleep, she smiles for this is the first in nights that she's woken up to him by her side

Even with her feeble, tired mind,

she never get tired of him"