May 31st, 2008

Pillows

Weekday mornings, I'm out of bed first.
But on the weekends, our roles are reversed.

And once you've left the bed, I steal
your soft pillows, which somehow feel
as if they've retained the touch of your skin.

Then I doze off and my dreams re-begin.

Such are the pleasures of sleeping in.

Artwork in the Mail

I got a surprise in the mail - a beautiful piece of artwork entitled "The Unicorn Forest." 

Thank you, Ella!

The forest is dark.  Almost forlorn.
Through it steps a unicorn.

The great beast turns.  Does it hear the neigh
of another unicorn, far away?