1 post tagged “morning love”
A cold drizzly Tuesday morning. Dig deeper into the warm cavern; trying to retrace the steps I wandered through and out of the quasi-sleep, footprints on the quilt, warm underneath, freezing white snowscapes on top.
Blank, dank light, white on white, traffic outside, unknowing and uncaring. Cats, idly prowling around in their fur coats, attacking computer wires and chair legs before scarpering downstairs against the sudden tectonic reveal.
The snow lifts, revealing footsteps leading back to the warm sleep-cocoon that self-destructs in slow arches and ribs of warmth. Cold air attacks every square inch. Stand.
