Let’s lay in bed, my love.
Let’s not rush
Let’s let the sun emerge from behind the mountain and the details of the world outside the window to appear in due time.
Let’s tangle our legs and entwine our fingers and wait for the inevitable. Let me kiss your round cheeks and smooth your tangled hair.
Let’s return smiles and profess our love over and over
Don’t get out of this bed, my love
It is an island millions of miles away from musts and need tos
It is you & I adrift among the flotsam & jetsom. Smug in our knowledge of what we have, what we have made. How can I explain these moments we’ve spent here in this place? Where or when is happiness like this?
There will be plenty of time to
Run, to investigate and to manage the day
Right now let’s be quiet and foggy. Still and stale from a night spent in constant repositioning and reassuring.
Mama is here. And right now is fine. Right now needn’t be changed. Let’s just stay here, still and unbidden. The light will trigger the fissures of distraction in no time at all. The revolt and reliability of our life outside this bed will begin. This morning is a ribbon slipping from my hands. A blink of an eye.
Let’s lay in bed, my love.