Monday, June 7, 2010

Playa

You wake me so gently, kissing the sand from my eyes, 6:30AM. In your warm embrace I feel ready to take on the world as we betray my alarm clock. We have a lot of history, you and I, wrestling with each other school day mornings. No wonder I feel awful when I turn my back to you and snuggle into 8 O'clock. 8 brings me thick, useless dreams. The whole bed is the wrong side when I wake up late with 8. No matter who I go to bed with (homebody 10PM, middle-man Midnight, mischievous 1:30 sneaking us into Tomorrow's backyard pool for a dip) you're there waiting to snuggle me awake. But now I have no school, no obligation. I don't need you, 6:30AM. I'm not even sure if I like you half the time. But when you wake me, the sun is shining (and the cat is meowing) and I'll kiss you goodbye as I step out of bed, tucking you back into a crumpled corner of blanket until Tomorrow finds us.

xoxo
Alex
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2 comments:

  1. ValerieJune 7, 2010 at 11:31 PM

    THIS is awesome writing! I love it.

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  2. ArrexJune 7, 2010 at 11:55 PM

    Thanks! I would have been an English major if I hadn't pursued art. Music major after English major. I've abandoned the two for the past few years and am falling in love with both again after pining for them so long.

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