The Rapture of Breakfast


“Enjoy the little things in life because one day you`ll look back and realize they were the big things.” – Kurt Vonnegut

 
 
 
She lays her head upon a flannelled pillow,

Strands of aurburn falling into her eyes.

The night has grown silent save for the

Buzz of a box fan drowning out the creaks

And settling sounds of a house drifting to sleep.

 
 
 

Two socks on her feet are rubbing the sheets

Creating a friction and a starting point of comfort.

Before the lights dim, I give her a kiss on the ear

And another on the cheek and another on the chin.

 
 
 
Her eyes open and I stare into our future

specked with blacks and reds and yellows and oranges.

She closes them again and smiles deeply at some

daydream of which I must be playing a part.

 
 
 

I wonder out loud, what she’s smiling about.

Her cheek brushing against her bare shoulder.

The smile grows wider and deeper.

She looks at me enraptured and says…

“I’m really excited to eat that bagel tomorrow.”

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