I rather enjoyed that somnolent morning
warm under the covers
early winter outside, brisk and cold 
rattling the window
remnants of autumn blowing across the frozen turf
early morning light peering through the blinds
void of the sun's warmth
disrupting our slumber 

the smell of your fading perfume
piquant under the covers
as I pulled them up over my head
cursing morning, getting cozy 

I remember thinking
half awake - half asleep
how much warmer the bed is
when we are in it together
how much easier it was to embrace the cold
before you came along 

as this thought found refuge
in my sleeping, dreaming being
I held you - morning sojourn
wishing we could hibernate
at least until the thaw 

but for now - for then
just a moment in the morning
holding you - loving you
leaving you, forlorning
wishing it would never end
 
I'll tell you just how lovely
you are my precious gem
my confidant, my mate, my friend
now and then
and how I long to be there
with you in that bed again