There is something so intimate
about sharing breakfast with
someone that you love.
The concept that you both
woke up and the first thing
that either of you wanted
was to see each other’s faces;
hear each other’s laughs;
make each other smile.
Those are such tender,
caring moments to share
with one another in
the moments where sleep
still sits in the corners
of your freshly opened eyes
and it is still early enough
that you can still share
and grasp at what remains
of each other’s dreams.
There is something so intimate
about sharing breakfast with
someone you love.
I’m glad I get to share it with you.