musings.

there are some times when I am near you
when I want to lay my head down on your stomach
during those afternoons
when the sun forgets herself,
and know that if I did, I'd turn and look
at you and
wonder if you'll look at me in silence,
muss my hair and smile.
if you did then
I'll continue on looking
and we'll watch the afternoon
grow older and colder
and we'll stay warm
wrapped in each other
by then.