AN EXTRA DAY

Ice formed on bridges
giving us another day of weekend.
I awoke at nine to find you
sleeping soundly beside me.
gray barren harsh light
took on a glow around your face
and beard.

Your hair with it’s unpredictable
curls lay upon the pillow.
Your eyes slowly opened
as I questioned your presence.

A wonderful surprise, no work today.
Hot coffee, toast and the newspaper
as we lean against plush bedding
and touch arms, legs, feet.

We light the fire and watch a movie,
laughing hysterically together
because we enjoy the same things.
We stay in our pajamas all day.

We go our separate ways in the
rambling cabin where we live.
Time and space to create or do nothing.
I wash clothes, you explore the computer.
we bump into each other and stop
to embrace, kiss and speak our private language.

We never tire of each other’s company.
We never tire of silence or communication.
We play music that travels around rooms
and we celebrate nineteen years
of an ever growing love.