Ours

I open my eyes from my favorite, most pleasant resting place.  From my pillow. It resides in a nook in between his arm and his chest.  I can hear the soft pitter patter of his heart beating, and I smell the faint scent of his slept in cologne.  After long nights, I catch occasional vibrations that travel through my head and into my body from his soft snores, that somehow send me into a peaceful slumber.  I long to go to sleep every night, only to awake from my special place every morning.

Goodbye Summer

This is the end of another beautiful season that we've had the opportunity to spend together.  In a way I'm kind of sad, but luckily Maryland is a state with 4 seasons.

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