Happy, happy Valentine.
Thirty minutes into Valentine's Day and I'm not worried a bit about what I got, which should be nothing (storebought). That's what was agreed upon. Every day is full of love for me; in fact, I'm quite spoiled!
The last time I was put to bed, I lay on a bare sheet, my head on a pillow. I smiled up at him as he stood at the foot of the bed, untangling the large topsheet, readying it for one of my favorite things. He flung it away from him, casting it over me. I grabbed the top and held it, arms extended over my head. He began to billow the sheet, rippling air from my feet to my face... It felt cool all over my body, like my own private wind tunnel.
He cracked the sheet harder, making the air come faster, the sheet rippling furiously.
"Softer."
He billowed it. Once. Gently. The sheet rippled in slow motion. Starting at my feet... woosh... Over my face... escaping. I let go of the sheet and let it rest on me. Again....
Again
I was so peaceful
Again
So happy
I wanted to tell him how my heart just wanted to explode out of my chest because this was so perfect and sweet and I was so happy and maybe this is what a little bit of heaven feels like. But I couldn't say anything because I was crying.
Again
Once more
"Come here and kiss me."
The sheet paused for a moment, falling still over my body. Then lifted up once more. And as the air caught the sheet, he let go and darted beneath it, following in the ripple of the sheet, landed beside me. Then arms surrounded around me, lips to mine, kissing me kissing me kissing me! He held me and I held him, crying still, but softly. Both of us hidden beneath covers, all wrapped up in each other.
Every day has special gifts in it. Sometimes they are for you to give, and sometimes you get lucky enough to receive them.
The last time I was put to bed, I lay on a bare sheet, my head on a pillow. I smiled up at him as he stood at the foot of the bed, untangling the large topsheet, readying it for one of my favorite things. He flung it away from him, casting it over me. I grabbed the top and held it, arms extended over my head. He began to billow the sheet, rippling air from my feet to my face... It felt cool all over my body, like my own private wind tunnel.
He cracked the sheet harder, making the air come faster, the sheet rippling furiously.
"Softer."
He billowed it. Once. Gently. The sheet rippled in slow motion. Starting at my feet... woosh... Over my face... escaping. I let go of the sheet and let it rest on me. Again....
Again
I was so peaceful
Again
So happy
I wanted to tell him how my heart just wanted to explode out of my chest because this was so perfect and sweet and I was so happy and maybe this is what a little bit of heaven feels like. But I couldn't say anything because I was crying.
Again
Once more
"Come here and kiss me."
The sheet paused for a moment, falling still over my body. Then lifted up once more. And as the air caught the sheet, he let go and darted beneath it, following in the ripple of the sheet, landed beside me. Then arms surrounded around me, lips to mine, kissing me kissing me kissing me! He held me and I held him, crying still, but softly. Both of us hidden beneath covers, all wrapped up in each other.
Every day has special gifts in it. Sometimes they are for you to give, and sometimes you get lucky enough to receive them.