Cottage Morning

I pull myself from my lethargy
Curled in the bed of my cottage

The morning is cold
I can see the mist on the treeline
Through the bedroom window
The wine bottle on the porch
Lights with the last firefly of the evening
Leaving to hibernate for the day

I wrap myself in the comforter
Still warm from the heat of my body

You are making porridge on the stove
Left discarded on the table
Is the mask you wore last night
When we decided to have that strange party
With all our friends
Via zoom

I walk out onto the porch
My toes curl inwards from the cold

You come up behind me with a cup of coffee
I wrap my hands around it and feel the heat of your love
You wrap your arms around me
And we watch sparrows zooming through the trees
You return to tend to the porridge
And I sip on my coffee

I walk back into the cottage
And sit at the kitchen table

I fiddle with the mask on the table
My lethargy still pulling at my bones
You kiss me on the forehead
And my heart skips a beat
Just as it always does
While alone with you

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