I think of you
in the early morning
when I awake all alone in my big big bed
See you bleary and warm, mussed up and
smiling, with crinkles around
your eyes that look like
the wrinkles on my sheets

I think of you
in the mid-afternoon
when I'm lazy and basking in the soft soft sun
Hear you breathing and speaking, laughing
and sighing, with a groan rising
from your throat as I kiss
the line of your neck

I think of you
in the latest night
when I'm tired and lonely and so so sad
Feel you holding me, anchoring me,
pressing your heartbeat warmth
against my back and sending
shivers to my toes