i feel a daisy move near my ear,
i may have drifted off into my dreams.
eyes closed- a whiff of his cologne brings a familiar warmth.
‘go back to sleep love’, he tells me.
my dreams aren’t as beautiful as this right now.
I move closer, my hand rests on his stubble.
eyes closed- he lets out a sigh.
knowing smiles exchanged, i hear the thoughts in his mind.
brown eyes tell me to hold on for some more time.
from tickles to pillow-talk,
his only wish, to have it all.
Note: This poem is written using the image prompt posted during hour twenty.