Blue Kisses Awaited

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It's about 4 or some days 7 a.m.

Your alarm goes off and lights up the night filled room

Big Sean serenades you

As you roll over to wipe the star dust out of the crevices of your eyes

I'm up but you don't know it

I watch you sleepily and sneakily roll out of our nest not to disturb me

A few bumps and fumbles strike the air

I giggle because I know you're stumbling but trying to keep quiet

I close my eyes quickly so you don't think you've awaken me

But I watch you

Quietly

Sounds of the Niagara Falls rush from underneath the bathroom door

As you brush the dreams away from your teeth and the mint foam drips morning breath into the sink

I listen to you

Quietly

You throw on your shirt

Then you throw on your Blues

I hear the light tingling of your belt as you tug at your pants

Then you tuck your firmly ironed shirt in neatly

Now your uniform shirt and you button it ever so slowly from top to bottom

Making sure you haven't missed a button

Now those heavy black boots that clunk up and down the halls

That are laced with valor

Twisting your laces up I'm watching

Well peaking

In admiration

But here comes my favorite part of your early start

My morning kiss

Never to leave our nest without it

Here I am pretending again, awaiting your soft love

My face is your kisses destination and I await its arrival every morning

I feel your soft warmness caress my forehead along with your strong hands

I nuzzle down further in the covers and coo like a newborn

But my joyful butterflies now flutter in chaos

As I hear the single click of the door and those heavy black boots fade in the hall

I worry

That our nest will soon be lonesome

That those morning kisses will be on hold for months and miles on in

Because only A Few Good Men can take on where you go when your day begins

I'll wait quietly

For my kisses to return to me

Because this 4 and 7 a.m. emptiness can't be eternity