When I think of you

When the darkness is silent and my heart senses your presence in the early morning hours before the sun rises, I think of you.

I feel at rest when I think of your love, gentleness, and calm, rhythmic breathing while you sleep.



When the first sunbeams fall like a torrent through the blinds and rest in my eyes, I think of you.

I want to touch you and breathe you in, so I reach out with my hand, foot, or any other bodily part.

My heart, soul, and spirit are fed by it, and I feel at ease.



When the sun is at its strongest at noon, warming my skin and making my eyelids close in pure bliss, I think of you.

I'm surrounded by, enveloped in, and overcome by thoughts of you.

I feel at calm as thoughts of you swirl around like a funnel cloud, engulfing everything it touches.



When the sun is setting and its light is fading, I think of you.

In my brain, I can hear your deep, gentle, and quiet voice speaking words of happiness, friendship, and enduring love.

My heart starts to sing a tender and precious love song.

I'm looking forward to hearing about your day and hearing about mine.

And I'm content.



When the sun has set and the moon is still and displaying one of its many beautiful phases, I think of you.

It is impossible to put into words the feeling that is evoked when I think of your grin, laugh, and eyes.

It's nearly impossible to contain the want to touch, feel, and ingest you.

The best present is to be expected.

I feel peaceful.