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.