just 60 seconds more

wrapped up in

your sleeping embrace

like a Vietnamese salad roll

a cocoon

of tucked-in yumminess

under covers of semi-darkness

warm skin to warmer skin

with vegetables

inside and out

you’re so comforting as you say,

“don’t you have to go to work?”

with your, ‘I’m sleeping in’ sleepy smile

“yeah, in a minute,” I always say,

“just 60 seconds more”

I hug you tighter

and start to fall

back into a lovely dreamland

then you push me awake

“get up, you’re going to be late”  

you want this big bed to yourself

“yeah, in a minute,” I always say,

“just 60 seconds more”