She stirs lazily in bed as the sun creeps from between the curtains to wake

her up…

Rays dodge the stray locks on her face to light up her face…

Thoughts of him lay strewn by her pillow…

The memory of his divine kisses brings a rush of colour to her cheeks and her heart beats a tad faster…

She curls up on the satin sheet, her pillow held close to her bosom…

Her skin breaks into goose bumps as his thoughts cruise through her…

She buries her face between the sheets, protesting day break

She wants to go back to her dreams and hold on to him for a while longer…

Sometimes the stillness of the night and the power of imagination is all it takes to relive memories…

And this way he meets his promise of always being there in spirit..

Cheers,

T