it happens
best at night.
when crickets
chirp
and owls
hoot
and the stars
freckles
the dark sky's cheeks.
sleepy voices
beckoning sweet
i love you's
and sleep tight's.
those late night texts
that hold so much
truth
and so much
love.
laying in bed
and thinking about
you
and me
and all of the
wondrous possibilities.
those beautiful
dreams
that occur
when my head
touches the pillow.
bodies snuggled
together
under blankets
with heads
nestled perfectly
in the crook
of the shoulder.
whispered words
in the ear
of the dozing.
i love the night
and all that
happens.