Sometimes, I wish I could wake up late, and you come in with the breakfast tray in your hands. We have breakfast in bed together, maybe have a leisurely romp. After that I sit in the cool garden shade enjoying a good book and a cool drink, while you potter around the flowers. I love reading. You love gardening.
Other times, I wish I could wake up early in the morning and prepare breakfast before you awaken. Then I would wake you with a good morning kiss and serve up your breakfast piping hot. I would then send you off to work with a wifely straightening of your tie, and then devote the rest of the day to doing laundry and sprucing up the house, all the while waiting eagerly for your return.
And there are also times, when I wish it was just you and me, on a luxury yatch in the Carribean, doing nothing but loving and playing, and generally not having a single care in the world.
And times when all I wish for is to wake up in the middle of the night and feel your presence beside me.
I wish......but first, I have to find you.
Tuesday, 10 March 2009
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